I was hooking up with him in my car, he wouldn't stop with my nipples, I had to literally beat him off of me. He kept groaning too while he was doing it. Sick.
Mommy issues
I'm worried someone is gonna take a black light to my work computer. But the connection is faster here.
I decided you couldn't drive after you asked where the time circuits were on your Altima
I wanted to see November 5, 1985
You were in the bathroom for two hours practicing "Revenge Faces".
Just did lines off your face, congrats on getting in the magazine bro
Either I spilled whiskey on my boobs last night or they are fermenting. Not concerned in the slightest
Sean getting laid is an anomaly, Sean banging the hottest single girl at the wedding is a fucking unicorn being ridden by a leprechaun walking through mordor.
We weren't even through customs yet, and we got offered weed. You would love Jamaica.
You need a sexual gate keeper
I was riding him and in the middle he literally said "fuck yeah, Amy Winehouse"
All I know, is I had green sex and beer and got driven home. That's it.
No more twerking this week. I think I dislocated a boob.
I was so high I started singing Let It Go and then instantly started laughing 'cause I was eating ice. Everyone just stared.
She's in it for that fear factor ya'll. Obsession and stalking or nothing.
So hungover that I might just sit in my car and wait until chipotle opens...in two hours...
Randomize