The world needs more lipstick lesbians, if anything.
States back in the final four. Now our sunday night drinking has purpose. Sparty on baby.
When i asked him what happened all he said was, the toucan... the toucan... over and over again.
so this was truly a case of the blacked out leading the blacked out.
I have a challenge for you: find out where you are. you will receive Taco Bell if you succeed
ya i guess you have to take things with a grain of salt in a place where nipple clamps are the norm..
So if I tell her fire is hot and it will burn her... she's probably just going to keep throwing her vagina at it huh?
I found a half composed text to you this morning and all it said was HELP M. Is that how I ended up at the bottom of the stairwell in only a tee-shirt and one heel?
considering I never received the text I would go with 'yes'.
I just made cupcakes.... Vodka icing. Results in the morning.
Come to the roof. We are drinking breakfast.
You're right, I'd say my real all time low was when I let that fifteen-year-old feel my boob.
well whats the tarot card for I'm totes going to be schlobbing his cob? because that's in his future.
He called me Kitten either just because or he figured out my old s&m life. Either way huge turn on.
like, you weren't just lying there, you were wrapped in what appeared to be the skin of a wolf, chanting doomsday prophecies
THE END IS NEIGH
he's drunk and referred to his shoes as foot condoms
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