fighting downstairs. join me tonight to hear their makeup sex. also, let's make skittles vodka.
i lose more brain cells when ever she opens her mouth then i would doing meth for 8 years of my life.
In the middle of switching positions, we shared a line of coke. It's was like a modern-day 'Lady and the Tramp.'
Something about a hand job in a car doesn't scream girlfriend
Saw a guy in a chef outfit covered in mustard talking jiberish into his phone running across the skywalk.
Get to the bar. Power hour leading up to the rapture.
So to distract myself from jackies vomiting, im making up a story in my head. It's called the little penis that could
Then you shook your fists at the sky and explained to us that losing a sneeze is like losing an orgasm
I think snapchat is trying to tell you something. It's saying your boobs were meant to be seen by his family.
I'm tired of looking like my mother fucked Chewbacca.
Buying a new bed right now. My options are limited because I need to be able to be tied to it.
BOOOOOOOOOOOO *takes away your hoe card*
I am going home. I have pee on my pants. Rachel is driving and I and drunk. It is not Rachels pee. It is my pee.
Here when you come to your senses come back here and I'll fuck you back out of them.
Any luck with the purse?
No, though I did find her weed. Also her sons name is King. I'm uncertain how I feel about that
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