his name is not nearly as fun as i thought to yell out in bed
At a pool hall. Dudes walkin around with fuzzy handcuffs cuffed to his belt. The douche bag level grows higher still
Just woke up to my stoned boyfriend building a shrine around my bare ass. He'll never leave me.
She just landed. Popped over for a BJ and left. I'm a fan of layover layovers.
The stripper just invited me to take shots with him out at his car after he gets off stage.. I mean why not? I've already seen everything he's got and it'll be easy to get him naked.
The bad news is I fucked my exes girlfriend. The good news is I100% understand why he left me
If I hid at school to avoid the cops, is it fleeing and evading or just being a good student?
I am never taking a razor down there again. He'll have to love me as I am.
My breasts were aching with rage.
He kept asking for nudes so I sent him a picture another guys dick. He called me ruthless.
Also my bed has glitter in it for reasons I do not recall
I was going to say that I wasn't sure how that happened... but then I remembered that I bonded with the Australians over vitamins and INXS and they bought me tequila.
It's not even a normal fucking affair I've found myself in. It's a fucking bdsm clusterfuck.
You better have a raging boner when I get to your house and it better be worth missing work in the morning.
I walked into your room and you were wearing party beads, a foam finger, and reading the dictionary. Good night?
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