Grinding on my ninth grade teacher. Dreams really do come true
The best part was that when i tried to chase her she ran off in one of those barbie motorized jeeps that little kids use and i chased her on a big wheel, thru lincoln terrace
im trying to pick out the cookie crumbs from my adderall. it is a lot harder than it seems.
He told me he was a psychology major, and I responded by asking him where he hid his vagina.
I'm wearing cowboy boots and showing way too much cleavage to be in a place with no jaeger.
all i know is that i listed him in my phone as 'vagina cookies.' that can only be a good thing.
And before you get all mad cause I said "nipples," I actually discarded "you are so wet right now" and "you have such a raging clit-on right now."
That's called being sensitive.
there is an extreme lack of margarita in my mouth.
STD scares really help you understand the whole six degrees of separation thing...
Post-sex nachos deserve a song.
I seriously have her in my phone as "Legit 8"...even I'm surprised
Oh you know..Chillin with your dad.
With a fannypack full of drugs.
I know it sounds all cute and shit that I wanted him to be with me last night, but it's not cute. I just wanted to fuck.
I want you more than I want a burrito.
I'm not as filling.
extra points if i make kids and or the elderly cry
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