It’s like everyday is January 1, 2022. The day that Natasha friend dumped me and broke my heart.
Taking summer classes this year. After class a nice guy and I go around the building to a wooded area and screw. What will I do at the end of summer class?
I have explosive diarrhea from eating off a mexican food truck. Did that guy blast a load in the salsa? Toot toot.
