I'm sorry that you don't think that "Daddy Issues" are a real thing, but I can tell you that some assholes who never went to their daughter's dance recitals are responsible for getting me laid...continuously.
I remember saying "sorry" to the blunt before throwing it out the window
All we did was argue about ponys and drug dealers
I knew the night had taken a turn when we showed up and our flabongo was being chilled in the freezer.
You do resemble something that has been used as a chew toy.
I projectile vomited in his sisters room where the toiled would have been if it were the bathroom.
listen. he fixes things. buys me drinks and sticks his penis in my vagina. age means nothing at this low point in my life.
What did he say?
NOTHING. GODDAMN HIM AND HIS MAGICAL PENIS!
If you really loved me, you'd support my weed habit.
As the person who squeezed you out of my vagina, the answer is no.
Would I be crazy if I drove 1,000 miles for some dick? What mile does it become ridiculous?
Just let me suck your dick and be happy. Let me have this.
Oh yeah, it was definitely the best sex of my life, I just don't think I can fix the kitchen table before my parents get back...
Anal on new furniture sounds like a quickest way to violate a warranty
we bonded over knowing every word to freaky gurl by gucci mane so it’s kinda starting to make sense why I gave him head in his cul de sac
He only has one ball. it was like fucking a cyclops.
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