Only a mothe r could love this liver
the only reason I knew his name is because half way through I looked up and it was tatooed on his chest.
No jewlry, no bra, and no pen. I couldnt be more prepared for a friday morning class.
Just a heads up. Everytime I get arrested in Maine I claim I lost my ID and use your name.
He was just laying on the stairs and then screamed, "Is that a clubhouse?" I haven't seen him since
We were naked in bed for hours and we didn't have sex. Either he's gay or he wants to respect me. Neither of which I approve of.
We spent a good 10 minutes in the morning looking for my clothes. I ended up taking the bus home in my 6inch heels and his baggy t-shirt. The bus was filled with kids... one of them whistled at me.
Final Summary: could he eat a lit sparkler? Probably. Could he do it while peeing off the roof? I'll tell you when you get to the ER.
Apparently while fucking a girl in the ass last night I cracked a molar, trying to find a dentist now.
Your ability to eat ass like its your job and yet turn down quinoa because it's "gross" is confusing.
I really need to stop sending pussy pics if I'm going to be running for state representative in November
They also submitted to my demands for pizza
I've slapped too many boys and done too many naked laps for it only to be 10:30pm
He's teaching me French for free and I'm giving him blowjobs. Win-win.
It's not christmas until we're acting sober in front of grandma
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