belinda wants 2 know wr u got ur butt pads
i dont wear butt pads that thang is au naturel
Yeah...right...LMAO
no it's cool...i'm just drinking and studying...cool night
i think 'regret' was last night's theme. i could taste it in my mouth and woke up next to it.
He gave me a book last time I slept there. Im beginning to feel like a really weird hooker. Like instead of money he gives me random shit he has lying around. like hamburger buns
She actually pushed her roomie out of the way and said 'You already fucked him it's my turn!'
Apparently my type is "guy whose parents had unprotected sex on Halloween". Last week was my ex's, my FWB's, and the guy I'm seeing's birthdays.
the only way to explain how i feel is someone rolled me down a big fucking hill and then a dog came a took a huge ruthless shit in my mouth at the bottom
sooo I am sorta kinda using your name as my stripper stage name.
He sent me a recycled dick pic! He could at least use one without sunlight in it, considering it's 10pm
I smell like lime and condoms and I really want a waffle. Fuk
Human centipede...with the teletubbies. That's what my nightmare had in it.
I don't even want to know.
If God invented something better than rough, drunken, lesbian sex he kept that shit to himself.
You fell in the corner and refused to get up unless someone helped you. And then you crawled under the pool table and took a nap.
I'm just blindly tossing my dick into whatever comes my way.
I'm just really glad SD weather is so erratic so I can get away with wearing a scarf in May to cover up these hickeys.
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