It's like sexual therapy. We hooked up. And now were talking about our recent breakups.
Emoooo
You asked him to stand still, you put your leg on his shoulder, started dry humping the air
It's like the only way I know how to apologize is by giving a blow job.
I have minimal recognition and a lot of burns on my tongue and my vagina hurts.
I don't care that you fucked her. I'm offended that once again, you fucked someone with me in the room because you assumed I was asleep.
I seriously might throw up right now. In class. Sunglasses on. I'm getting too old for this.
The a/c is broken so they cut a softball size whole in the freezer door. Goodbye deposit.
She grabbed both of our dicks in the pool then said repeatedly, "this is my dream, this is my dream,"
I have words... I can't think of them tho. they keep melting together and forming you and I just want to hump it.
Remember that time you came over to my house and I was on the porch naked and eating peanut butter?
All I know is that I woke up with my pajamas on inside out in front of a bowl of watered down kd. Sitting up. I didn't even make it to bed.
I'd just like to inform you. That when I was at bvj the first day I was blackout drunk by noon. Get on past Chelsea's level like now. Do it for present Chelsea
It's always appealing to be able to say to someone "I banged your mom"
So it turns out strippers do encores if enough people yell. Encore song: Self Esteem.
I kept screaming that he looked like Khal Drogo and rode around the bar on his back.
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