I just google mapped his house on satellite so i can really see how much money he has. Does that make me shallow?
I have a new drinking limit. I'll stop when I know I'm going to untag the picture that was just taken of me.
He made me cum so much, I almost let him spend the night. The operative word being "almost".
He pretended my clit ring was a door knocker.
I created a photogrid for every picture he has ever sent me of his penis. Now I can see every angle at one time. THIS IS GREAT.
May or may not have just lost a contact hanging out Anthony's sunroof. Drunk. Hint: I can only see out of one eye right now.
He had a joint rolled for us when he picked me up. It's how ASU does romance
I DON'T WANT TO KNOW THE SCIENTIFIC REASONING BEHIND WHY I STARTED A HAREM ESPECIALLY NOT FROM A GUY IN THE HAREM!
Can you plz delete the video of me twerking in Waffle House, my mom just got a vine.
I found out his moms name, maiden name, profession, and office location, his dads name and profession, his home phone, picture of their house, all of his work profiles, and the cost of their house. All I'm trying to do is find his damn twitter
I've washed my hands three times and it still smells like Astroglide.
Godammit I caught my hair on fire taking a bong rip
I just realized that Margarita Wednesdays are so much better now when followed by No Work Thursdays.
as a self proclaimed hoe im ok with a lotta things but that is not fucking one of them
i just want to cuddle, make out and maybe have a boob grabbed but no. someone has to have mono.
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