your room smells of hookers.
And success
it wasn't THAT bad but he definitely called his dick an asshole and said sorry to my vagina
I had the spins so badly it was like I was having sex with 2 girls
I just found a thank you note I apparently wrote to my bed last night for letting me borrow the comforter.
It got to the point that I had to make flashcards with their name on the front and dick pics on the back.
I think it's safe to say I'm rolling my hypothetical balls off
He tried to convince me that it wasn't really that small and all he had to do was pull back the groin fat. It was still small.
Well I'm in the bathtub smoking a bowl and eating doritos and frosting so I might not be the one to advise you on this shit but I'll try.
Noo.... Like in the attic of a crack house with nitrous and fat chicks weird....
Can we discuss your tits for a sec? That melon patch sprung up over night
I was less embarrassed asking him to torrent the teen mom's porn. I'm not gonna ask him to about season 4 of PLL.
We just fucked like crazy and now I'm dipping chips in macaroni & cheese. I feel completely accomplished. This may be the best day ever.
Something about finishing sexting a guy and him going "well. I have to get ready for Passover now" really makes me rethink my life choices
of fours songebofy did dknt stop believing
how legible are my texts
THAT'S MY GIRL
KICKING BUT AND GETTING PEOPLE INTOXICATED
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