I lost of the blow last night. Found it later in my bag labeled Fairy Dust.
Quiet hours sex sucks. I hate finals.
Once I saw his penis, I knew I made the right choice
i cant cry in cvs. not again.
Just saw my bank statement. It literally goes liquor store pizza place liquor store pizza place bar bar bar liquor store pizza place 711 for snacks withdrawl for drugs rinse and repeat
Def something wrong w taking plan b with your daughters juice box
How was the party? Lets put it this way: "He wants her dick" was a factual sentence stated last night.
It probably would have happened but I just can't picture myself losing my virginity while laying on top of his Quiksilver duvet set.
Call me and get me out of this conversation NOW. My coworker is talking to me about her birds having sex again...
I mean it could have been worse, I could have been sober.
lmao he sent me a snapped but i'm afraid to open.
i think i have dick pic PTSD.
so, i take that as a legit invitation into his pants
There is an episode of "how it's made" on tv right now. The subject is tequila and water beds. Basically my life.
I didnt know whether I was going to vomit or orgasm because I was feeling both sensations
I think the cats may be lesbians. It could just be a two hour mutual bath but it sure looks like a 69.
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