I can't get in trouble, i'm smoking a bong in the office right now
It's like God knew that was my ex's best friend and punished me. I've never vomited that much in my life.
we do all of our sexting over chat on words with friends, so my boyfriend doesn't know about it when he looks at my texts.
my nick name has gotton too long over the years..C.T.P.S.G.F.P.G.......cock tease private school groupie frat party groupie.
It just hit me that I woke up to you in a bear suit. Explain.
No he didn't understand the sequence...then I started texting him these texts with vagina strategically spelt correctly in jumbles of letters.
They got me high and left me at the mall with a giftcard for $400. I need an adult.
Apparently "I have the beer shits" isn't the excuse my boss wanted to hear. So sue me
I'm surprised they let us keep partying at that hotel bar, that's like the 3rd time I've had to try blocking the view of him peeing off the balcony. I earn my free drinks.
Get off me. I'm done. I want a cookie.
Well he wouldn't kiss me so I made out with a German girl, took a shot with my boss, and I think I sprained my ankle. It was a quiet Sunday for me.
Jeff brought me a cup of coffee to my desk. He's getting a blow job.
It was great. Somehow, sleeping with her sister cured everything!
I wore the clothes I got arrested in last night to work today.....there is no where but up from here!
There's even glitter on my cock...
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