how about we just leave your boyfriend out of this
bang him and never speak to him again. also, queef in his face.
i dont this its possible to queef on command.
There are only two things that should be in vaginas... penises and vegetables
i know. thats why i need an open bar. i'll get hammered and make a toast about how his dick is like the titanic. large, but full of failure.
Its become more of a routine.. Whenever I get done eating and have left overs I just take it over to his house and throw it all over the walls and windows. Pay backs a bitch ehhhh
I'd feel sorry for him and his injury but it's an inconvenience for my vagina
I knew it was on when he was dancing on stage and I gave him a dollar so in return he ripped my tit out of my shirt and started sucking on it IN THE MIDDLE OF THE BAR.
I still regret not being there for your blackout into the dumpster last year
Well, I washed his beard with dish soap and then I fucked him three times.
Well i would have gone to the bar but Satan decided to hold his rituals in my uterus.
My next goal in this relationship is to teach my boyfriend that there are valid reasons to be fear of dolphins completely.
Why would you call when you knew I'd be having sex!?
Why would you answer?
I am drunkenly riding a razor scooter up and down the hills of Cincinnati
What in the fuck are you doing with your life
I really wanted you to make me eggs this afternoon. I even wrote it on my hand to remind myself.
The same idiot-bubble, now just bigger and louder.
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