I think "bars open christmas minneapolis" is the saddest google search i've ever done.
his mom and I have the same butterfly tramp stamp. don't ask how that came up
You sent her a pic of your dick with 'guess what you cant have anymore' written on it with a marker.
The amount I want to die right now is not proportionate to the level of fun I had last night. Not fair.
He may only be 25% black, but after that sexual experience I am 100% never going back.
BTW the amount of schmoozing I am doing towards some guy for an ID that may or may not look like you... You better love me.
But break dance skills will only take you so far
Did we do anything stupid last night besides hook up with our ex girlfriends?
I could probably be laying here naked and he'd still be more interested in this thunderstorm
Between this new vagisil cleaner and these cranberry vitamins, my vagina feels like a new women.
Sorry for trying to baptize you last night
You knew the entire thing in Latin I was so impressed
New Serial podcast is out. We can listen to it tonight instead of having sex.
He is a sex God. It lasted more than an hour, and I don't remember how many times I came. I lost count at 57.
dude, shes trippin so bad. idk what shes on, she just told me she doesnt remember her name then proceeded to get in the shower clothed to try to "rinse off the high"
I wet willied a stranger last night didn’t I?
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