and she was grinding on the wall, purring at guys she liked at the pregame...
These hangoverless Sunday mornings are becoming too regular.
you know...the drug dealer i named my baby after.
yeah except there is a correlation between drinking moonshine and going blind, which kind of concerns me
i should not be allowed to orgasm that much in one day.
your dad made us margaritas and breakfast on the morning. I think it's safe to say he relives his glory days through us
He put crushed up bacon in the joint and now we're listening to the Matilda soundtrack I have no idea what's going on
You should have hard cock pics on hand to send in the situation that you can't stop driving, pull out your cock, browse the countless pics I've sent you of my tits, get him hard and text a pic through. I mean, it's simple sexting ettiquette.
I swear god is testing me by giving me awesome guys with tiny penises
The sense of comroderie I've built with my liver over the course of this semester is beautiful
Getting stoned and sitting front row in a legal class.. Not my best idea
I think I used my hospital ID to cut the coke last night. I need to swab it for residue at work today.
Was so high at one point last night that while showering I was worried that using too much hot water would slow down our Internet.
My niece I'm babysitting left earlier to stay the night with her friend. I got ditched by an 8 year old.
He noticed my new Lipstick so later tonight it's going to be on his dick.
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