It was not a dingleberry, it was a dinglemelon
Okay my swimming class is like the fatass/diabetic guide to losing 2 pounds by christmas
It's a Lindsey's Going to Jail Theme party.
craigslist free llama. are you in or are you in?
I can coach you back to consumption. Think of it kinda like Rocky II.
I had a dream about masturbating with toys I can't afford.
My sex life and finances are equally in shambles.
Seeing the pictures of him and i, I'm giving whiskey the win on this one. Definitely had beer goggles.
I swear she lies about being allergic to gluten so she'll get all the jack and not have to drink shitty beer like the rest of us
He stood me up and then his cat died. I feel like this is Gods way of saying he's on my side, even after the tequila fiasco.
I feel like the only way to get him to stop is by telling him i'm tired from fucking our other friend every night this week
I made out with my former step mother's best friend. Only knew the connection when they both showed up together at the bar.
I would just like to say that I had morning sex today to the Hamilton soundtrack. So.
It's hard to talk dirty with a mouth full of peanut butter
i'm not sure what you are doing right now, but i know that i don't like it. whatever you are doing. just stop. come here so we can fuck
I have a dinner date combo blowjob event with Tristan tonight.
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