and honestly a story about how you met your future husband that DOESN'T include the words "creeped him on facebook" is really not a story worth sharing
you thought your balls were fighting each other...
We went to his house and he brought a jar of pickles to bed. I think im in love.
I just remember her telling me "Hi, my names Kaissa and I'm a lesbian" over and over and over and over again as I was crying.
when i got home i made myself toast with butter & put pasta on it. I know this cause it's all over my bed.
Min and u sung xhionubjs. Cause that's what u kiij like a xhionunk
dont iron anything. we fucked on the ironing board. details to follow.
Just out of curiosity. Did you wait until my fb picture was well liked by others before liking it so people won't know we're fucking?
So he got the TA job but i told him its not official until we have a quickie on his desk. He offered to break into his office. He doesnt start until this fall.
I have never appreciated strippers so much. Ma'am, you are an artist
Wine is the only reason I'm making it in the real world
Note to self: never fuck a Canadian, surprisingly highly disappointing
just had sex in the back of my high school auditorium #dreamcumtrue
OH MY GOD MY UBER DRIVER IS PEEING BEHIND A DUMPSTER
Still got in the car though
U dont jog and buy condoms n bulk
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