im using the astroglide sample u sent me as a bookmark for the book im using to write my midterm paper. i need to get laid. bad.
Just getting around to doing laundry. Jesus there's a lot of blood on my birthday dress.
I've been drunk so often this summer being sober is exciting
i was staring at it trying to desperately see a vagina
Ok see being that I'm not present or participating your vague texts "neeeeed that" and "vagina" leave a lot to question.
there is nothing like a happy birthday present when you wake up with a bow on your vagina.
Give me one reason I shouldn't put the phrase "sex emotions" into my essay.
No.
You were walking around in your swim suit, an open robe, snow boots and a death grip on that handel of captain morgan.
It was like the Alcoholic Olympics...double fisting fifths with eight 40s in my backpack...running from the cops in stilettos. I will have bitchin' hamstrings come Monday.
I get hit on by the prison guards every time i go to see him. Seriously.
The nausea has returned and I can't handle such things to exit my body so violently
We fucked so hard that when I orgasmed I tore his towel rack off the wall. He was more impressed than mad.
Why is it every time you ask me what I'm doing, I'm at a police station?
Put an egg in my coffee filter this morning. I think I am still drunk.
Ps I think male models just broke down outside or maybe gay German sex travelers
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