I bet there is no greater pleasure in life than pistol whipping people.
Anal.
i just posted a lake picture of you with a dead fish in your mouth. happy july 5th.
he's a bartender at a gay strip club. maybe he can work his magic. with getting u in, not gay magic.
You were scared that your teeth were shrinking so you stuck your fist in your mouth. then you were convinced your hand was growing cuz it got stuck so yu started crying
standing in the yard with no pants on waiting for google maps to come and take a picture.
I told you it's awful. It looks like he was eating honey at a barbershop and tripped.
I hope this doesn't change things. I feel that me being a minor made it more exciting.
Trying to low-key throw up in the ocean is harder than it seems.
I made this pact with my vagina, though. No more heartless fuckery.
It's all good. Going back to my room to try and air out my balls.
I have words... I can't think of them tho. they keep melting together and forming you and I just want to hump it.
Sorry, I was trapped in a small closet behind a washer. What's up?
Can you rollerblade?
No, why?
Honestly, I was high and picturing us roller blading together. I wanted to see if I could make my dreams a reality.
My vagina doesn't have a refer a friend program. You don't get $25 for getting your friend to have sex with me.
Do you know anyone else that comes home with unexplainable injuries as many nights a week as we do?
Randomize
