You are still hot in my book. I wanna dry hump u like a 9th grader then hump for real when the herpes is gone.
gettin drunk isnt as much fun when i can use my own id for it
I'm thinking about that time I was in a trashbag and you spray painted my hair yellow
I can hear her blowing you man. All I hear is her saying 'yeah' over and over again.
Fuck him for salsa, please. I heard its a good recipe.
Walked into my campus store carrying a pitcher of sangria. No fucks given. Also this recipe is banging.
He just stared into my eyes and touched himself. That isn't hooking up.
we were sitting in the kitchen and you kept biting my shoulder saying "itll all be over soon"
I'm ok. I've got the pantsless-with-dignity thing down pat
I need Mexican food. Like, I'd take it through a needle at this point. It's totally worth the track marks.
he cancelled our romantic dinner reservations so we could stay home and watch a Rocky movie marathon and order pizza. i know i should be upset but i think i'm kinda in love.
When you left the bar, you did two cartwheels and a heel click and RAN ALL THE WAY HOME.
I still don't know his name but his ass is spectacular. Like he should never wear pants.
That's why we have robots to masturbate for us
only 3 drinks in and he showed me his fursuit, please come pick me up
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