Plan B is the new Plan A
we're talking about where were going. or where we stand. but yeah we'll basically be doing it in the hallway so just ignore us
Her best friend sent her a random hate text and the song they played at her father's funeral came on the radio. I just got cock blocked by the universe
Im going home to examine my vagina with a hand mirror. wish me luck.
They turned the water off again. Brushed my teeth with whats left from those pitchers of mojitos. So hung over i dont even care.
She told me she eats fruit when she's hungover because it has more water than water.
I am three bowls, two beers, and a muscle relaxer into babysitting. What are you doing.
You sat there for 20minutes trying to seduce the picture of my dad.
Cops do not care. One just laughed and said "precious"
I left myself a trail of jello shots, that ended at his door. OR maybe he left me a trail of jello shots at his door. DO I GO IN!?
My vagina: 1 Male stubborness: 0
So anyway, I'm just floating along life with my vibrator and low expectations.
he was wearing a widestriped red gingham suit jacket with complete sincerity im not surprised she beat the shit out of him
Noo not in a booty call way, in a 'How are your abs and penis doing today?' sort of way.
What can I say, I just want your vagina in my mouth.
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