Tell your sister I'm no fool. Or at least romanticize the notion of the fool.
it hurts more in the daytime
i dont think duct tape can fix my g spot
lets call myth busters
So the answer to your question is yes, I was masturbating on the roof of my building.
She introduced herself as 'Ann the sober one.' Took me to a coat check and a lost and found. Then offered coffee and breakfast sandwiches. Turns out she's been paying her half of the electric bill running post-party operations.
Bring the cards this coming weekend. If I'm not here I died skydiving Friday
you shall refer to me as my indian name from now on...running with dumb cunts
I'm throwing in the towel on today. The puke gods have won this war
i don't remember going ever taking off my pants but my pubes are shaved into a K and kelsey is passed out in the shower.
What's sexier than showing up smelling like fast food cigarettes with a jar of moonshine in your hand
I stopped his blowjob to raise 3 fingers & whistle the hunger games tune to the people walking past the window
His life is a porno. He snapped me while banging a girl in the back of the ambulance.
So, I ran into Garrett last night in the laundry room.
Oh really? First post break-up run in. How'd it go? Awkward?
Um. We had sex on a washing machine.
The shrooms were awesome. Everyone's bones in their face looked so beautiful! Everyone had great face structures.
Just woke up beside some twink in a kilt.. how is your sunday going
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