Confirm your location. A cross street is best, but if google mapping yourself is your least-shameful option go for it. ps- going through his mail for an actual address is always an option.
i have a reoccuring irrational fear i'm going to walk in on my dad masterbating. Night.
It's confirmed I did eat a ping pong ball last night...
i woke up to the sound of my dad getting blown. this is my life
I swear if she asks me for a baby one more time I'm gonna sleep with one of her friends
I'm sitting in front of a fan naked drinking Gatorade. Motherfucking hangover probs
me blowing you awake is the exact turn i want our relationship to take
I'm sorry I did drugs then got really loud and bitchy at your party and judged your choice in one night stands.
Was my mother there when I broke the stipper pole?
Life isn't about who you kiss, drunk, at midnight. It's who you text nonsense to, sober, from the toilet.
with a cock that big I don't even care that he makes a convincing drag queen
Sometimes i like to think we arent living together next year and that im living with models that like to experiment but you ruin that fantasy time and time again
I've never heard "I will drown your mother in vanilla pudding" as an insult before, and then last night happened.
I don't know what to do about my nipple.
i think i'm just going to start having sex with his brother, he's much hotter and it would definately be less illegal.
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