Forget about socially acceptable. Make me happy instead
yah I made NO friends last night. at one point i think i replaced talking with spitting
I looked up to you, until I saw her walk out of your room.
When you get home we need to compare our schedules and set up masturbation slots. I'm scares of you walking in on me. Again.
And then she apologized after the blow job for being too sick to deep throat. I'm in love..
I almost got away with it until she smelled beer on the stroller.
you don't know what its like to have your bartender tell you that you owe him beer money infront of your mother at 3pm on a tuesday
I'm drinking wine alone, eating leftovers, and cleaning my sex toys. For the love of god, do not graduate.
What if we made a bunch of weed butter and then poured the butter into tiny rectangular molds and then chilled it so it was solid again and then wrapped it with the tin foil wrapping from restaurant butter and then left them at restaurants and wreaked utter havoc.
But in fairness, I would totally have a robo-penis as long as it had full sensation.
I have a boner in one of my pics with her which no one noticed.
Not exactly hook line and sinker right away, but I'll give him a second chance. I should sext him me in my blue shark onesie.
I had a sex dream about Fox Mulder, and the Royals just won the World Series. My life is complete.
I don't care if he's the coolest coworker, if he's living in his mom's basement at 30 you should not buy drugs from him
What? I'll do just about anything if you give me a sticker.
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