Sorry I couldn't answer your call, I'm expecting a call from Chris Hansen.
I'm guessing you didn't end up going to the bar last night.
Nope. Ended up at what I believe was a slumber party down the street.
i feel like someone uncorked me like a wine bottle and pulled a living animal outta my arse.
Her vagina smelled like bad decisions
I don't care how hungover you are were not listening to enya
it'll be like the batcave but for manwhores
the bar just sent me a facebook message congratulating me on being a regular and getting such good grades. my life is not real.
We ate our feelings. Then drank our feelings. I feel feminism delivered.
Braid them armpits, sister.
I'm 50% weirded out and 50% into it
Isn't it my whole life blown into this perfect spoon shaped piece of melted and artificially colored sand?
Wow.
He deadlifted me and I came just a little at the apex
What happened to fro yo and sex?
I'm still waiting for God to smite you for impersonating a decent human being.
beggars cant be choosers....im desperate and he has a dick. he checks all the boxes.
i have a lot of questions about the picture quality/lighting/motion/gravity of the balls...
Sent. All. My. Texts. Like. This. Last. Night. Thank. You. Weed. Also. Had. A. Dream. About. A. Serial. Killer. That. Killed. Everyone. Except. Me. And.
Randomize
