It's like salsa. But with balls in it. I like to call it balsa
He told me i had to sleep under his bed. He said it would be my castle.
I loved your drunken rendition of "I wanna dance with somebody" that you left on my voicemail last night.
If i want her back i know all i have to do is sleep with a specific handful of her closest friends. That method is tried and true.
So I think my aunt and her one legged boyfriend are getting it on in the next room. Traumatized does not even begin to describe what I am right now
Mm. I just want to eat pancakes off of his fine ass.
If his smile makes you freak out and drop things imagine what his penis could do
I have not brushed my hair. I'm wearing a yoga hoodie. I look like I slept in a gutter somewhere. Today is going to be a good day.
WAIT MOM THIS DOESNT NEED TO BE A FAMILY EVENT OK AARON DOESNT NEED TO BE AROUND FOR NIPPLEGATE 2014
They forgot my ranch. They're dead to me.
Buying a new bed right now. My options are limited because I need to be able to be tied to it.
She is carving a little coffin out of some wood for her hamster that died. I'm flying home tonight.
I need to stop acting like a porn star that isn't getting paid
never have sex with a mint flavored condom on. my vagina is on fire.
Will you come get your son? He's using an old bike pump to help him fart the national anthem...
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