before i could say "i'm not that kind of girl", i was.
Well. Nothing came of that. And to think I manscaped and dusted with gold bond.
And my awkwardness continues. I felt the need to send him a text that said roar. I did it.
scratch lunch, i just found about 7 more dicks drawn on my back
K. On the way. I need a drink.
Like a drink drink or like water?
Have we met?
Haha o man how much you've grown. From beer bonging wine and wearing cargo shorts to well, beer bonging beer and wearing cargo shorts
LEAVE MY LITTLE DICK OUT OF THIS
my roommate had a few special brownies and wrapped my purse and one of my shoes and left them under the tree for me...
I have a high opinion of you, you smash bitches. Respect.
I woke up today in my boxers hugging a log and realized that I think I've gotten close enough to nature. I really need to stop doing shrooms with you
well what the fuck is the POINT of teetotal mardi gras
The only reason you haven't shit yourself yet is because you don't like having fun.
He spent ten minutes post bj, limp cock still out, in shock repeating 'best blow job ever'. So yes, yelling I am the penis queen out the car window was justified.
Alcohol. Making me feel good about myself since 2008
No I feel the same as usual. Mopey with a chance of bitch fits.
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