Black lace...the rest is up to ur imagination
If my nicknames are based on what I throw up, you can call me Jimmy Johns
Currently coming up with judgment, the game. Works well on buses, will probably be more entertaining in bars.
Did everyone make it back alive?
You say that with such hope.
Is that a no?
i yelled at him for a little and we ended up fucking in a random tennis court.
A "Tom-vomit" is when you puke but cough as it comes up, so you close you mouth as a natural reaction and the vomit is jet-propelled out your noise.
I think I died last night.
Yeah, you got carried home
Hi, my name is Ashslay and I'll be your designated shitshow.
He sent me a text from across the party that said "your sexy." I just couldn't.
Good news, my sex bruises are fading. Bad news, my boobs look like I have a skin disease because of it.
my mom said i came home and fell asleep on the floor. like right in front of her.
Also, why does our bed smell like mayonnaise?
What do I have to do?! Spell it out for him? Why can't he just plow me and pull my hair at the same time
You are my new hero
I wasn't that gone.
Dude, you cried and said how sorry you were when we asked why you had the dip.
I'm with the cops, Trish's gay husband stabbed himself and is framing her for attempt of murder and I'm dressed 4 the club I'm wearing leather pants leather jacket leather boots and black club top. Embarrassed
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