She thinks she is all that and a bag of skittles but I'm definitely not tasting the rainbow...
he was fingering me to the beat of a lady gaga song. new high? new low? i don know, but i came, so whatever.
Remember that dream I told you about where I shit out my own skeleton? I had it again last night.
It was awkward until we both realized our obsessions with harry potter and sangrias were the same. Now were in love.
You need tk get a life and stop texting me about fictional characters. I don't give a shit.
If the first sentence isn't something about weed or the nature of choclate I'm skipping class.
I just found out me and my parents buy from the same drug dealer.
you should get a family discount.
We're doing the donut challenge later. How many can we fit on his erect penis. Needless to say we get along well.
Aww. I feel like I need to kill a puppy just to make room in the world for how cute you are right now
I know shes my ex. And I know she punched me in the face and stole my car to go get drunk. But it's the best sex I've ever had.
You're sick. Take pictures if you can.
I felt so bad but my urge to be with you & drunkenly eat your face was apparently much stronger.
Last thing I remember is ranting about hating pants. Woke up this morning pants less. Couldn't find them, decided to leave. Driving without pants is surprisingly liberating.
Less adorably, the dog stared me down, yelping, while I gave him a morning blowie.
Drove by a guy getting road head, midday on O Street. That could be us, but you won't let me in your pants when you drive.
I think it's your fault my nipples aren't sensitive anymore.
I think a major source of concern would be the fact you snorted a shot. Who does that?
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