I'm half single.
Please tell me it's the bottom half.
I think we should see other people.
Already working on it.
its simple. when his lips are on my clitoris i want to marry him. when they are speaking i want to kill him.
and i had to drink on "never have i ever unsuccessfully tried to seduce a virgin ginger"
No its cool I don't even have to do anything he is rapping to one of the strippers. He is punishing himself enough.
I just found a video on my phone from last night of you yelling, "you can't fuck me!" at least 20 times
rolling absolute tits, turn on the red lights for when i get home.
I just want to fuck you then discuss implications of our existence afterwards. Then Doritos and hot tub.
You ever got drunk on $5? Cuz it's about to happen
Omg no. We ate a raw pumpkin last nighr. We dipped it in BBQ sauce.
When I say "is it a bad idea to do Mollie before an 8hr shift tomorrow?" I dont want to hear the truth I want to hear you encouraging my bad decisions
I'm gonna eat more dunkaroos to cope with what's in my vagina.
Nothing like waking up and having two guys who aren't your boyfriend talk to you about their hard dicks before 9 am.
I legitimately thought he died. I even called his mom at 3am and told her. Im done with vodka.
I got arrested FOR running from the cops. In college Dad got arrested and THEN ran from the cops. So it could be worse.
Randomize
