Just threw the poptarts. Sgits boutta go Down. 1 liter of wine
found a hand written recpiet for 'one doe fawn' on an open crate in my living room need help to find it
where the hell would u of bought a deer
Be still, my beating vagina.
I gave him head and we watched Fashion Police. somehow it wasn't awkard.
There are rocks in my bed. And dirt all over my face. Explain?
you taught an eight year old how to shotgun a half pint of chocolate milk, that's all i'm saying
Totally uneven. One tiny pussy lip that almost didn't exist and one giant lip that unfurled liked 5 different times half way down her leg and could have been used to hoist the mainsail on a pirate ship.
All I really remember is thinking that the music looked like beautiful lizard waves in my head
I woke up this morning with a pop tart under my pillow with one bite eaten. Another pop tart was in the floor. No recollection whatsoever. I ate the one under my pillow for breakfast, though.
Are you really surprised she can't remember? That's like 50 people. I couldn't rattle off all 50 state capitols off the top of my head, you're bound to forget a few here and there
I just really don't even know what I would do with a boyfriend... Like do I just kiss it and then leave it in the corner? Like how often does it eat??
This is why we can never be together. Well that and we r married to other ppl but that's very minor detail compared to the coffee issue
I think he's trying to finish jacking off before throwing up again
There's no button for "gave my boyfriend's cock to a friend" on my intimacy calendar.
So on a scale of 1-10 how mad would you be if I sent you a picture from the inside of a strip club
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