Sry I called you an 8
It was all about her orgasm last night. I felt like a human dildo.
he has officially spend more money on me than any other boy. and its all gone to plan b. awesome.
What I thought it would be sexy pouring melted chocolate down here chest, ended up in second degree burns. Hot food and sex do not mix.
She was sitting there stuffing her face rubbing my back with a dorito cheese filled hand while eating something else with the other hand as I was crying.
He was the drug dealer that jumped out of his car to get my number
You didn't see us wave? How could you not? We were all going like 10mph screaming at you. We were stoned and didnt wanna run over pedestrians
So he ended up throwing a watermelon that he stole from the cafeteria saying "if i cant have it no one can" of the 5th floor.
I feel like my chances would have been better if I hadn't told her "I need to fuck you before you leave."
I'm so sick
I would imagine. You did most of your drinking for brazil last night.
That and I think I got food poisoning from sharing nachos with that homeless guy..
I think you're my mermaid sister. Separated at birth, by sea.
Low key that was incredibly dangerous to let me wield a sword at this point in the night
A dick pic is not a proper way to say I'm sorry
Tbh.. I hope he still watches our sex tapes so he can be reminded of what he's missing out
i have pictures frm only 4 hours ago that will fucking ruin you so i suggest yuo come get me.
Where are you?
dunno. ask mike. bring pain killers. and underwear. and my dignity.
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