love how google fills in search terms for you, today for example, i ran a query for "why do girls get t"
and google finished it w/ "ramp stamps."
I felt less weird knowing others had searched this before me.
he promised me brunch in the morning so i felt like it was ok....i really need to get a job.
why doesnt he love me? i have tried everything. i even sang to him after sex.
you have got to be kidding?
she doesn't hate you. She just thinks you need a personality adjustment, speech therapy and weight watchers.
You were pretty committed to that cat costume. Between pukes, you would meow and assure people that you just had a hairball you couldn't get out...
the world took limewire and four lokos away from me in one week....hello depression
I'm sorry. I know you didn't expect me to be arm deep in vagina when you walked through the door.
He was drinking a long island through his Breathalyzer tube.
I guess I'm in a committed relationship. We just had shot 1 of 3 of Gardasil. I'm now dead inside.
Skip school. Seven hour blow job Plus Disney movies. Day of champions
I have cobwebs on my vagina for halloween. And bats fly out when I open my legs.
I can smell the sangria seeping out of my pores
Homophobes nationwide are huddled in their bunkers tonight and I can't stop giggling. Could be the wine.
The night got way more interesting after Jimmy started doing summersaults in front of the bar.
I think drunk me saved him in my phone as "beautiful man" to play a joke on sober me
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