Ooooh. That's not a mole. Uncomfortable.
I woke up face first on my living room floor arms outstretched toward the christmas tree
threw up in a bar last night and got laid on an air mattress. my bucket list just got a lot shorter
I love watching the kids I sold drugs to score touchdowns
coming from the girl bound and determined to pee in the snow
why would you restrict a girl of that
I need to stop smoking. I just talked to corn.
Tell me right now I did the right thing by not fucking my sick gf at 3 am with her family home... Tell me my balls hurt for noble reasons.
I've got to admit, I'm a little hesitant about giving him road head. I've seen how he drives and I've seen how he acts when I give him head. A small part of me is saying this is going to end badly.
You coulda licked the floor this morning and got drunk.
It's like the first time your mom catches you masturbating. We both know what she saw. We're just not talking about it...
You are cordially invited to an I'm not pregnant laser tag celebration tomorrow. booze is optional.
I am going to go back to drinking and listneing to Hanson now. Maybe crying. Or perhaps Full House reruns
Never go drinking with anime club. End of story.
I remember 2 things. 1. Hanging through the window. 2. And she needing a bucket to puke in. That’s all. I have no other memory.
So is he the one who got away?
They all got away. I’m a catch and release kind of girl.
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