She says ass holes are for stuffing, the verb, not stuffing, the noun.
It wasn't a wasted relationship. I got road-head in an Escalade. I still keep that with me.
it's official, i know exactly what cross streets we're at by the bumps when i give him road head
Well then I realized I had a bigger problem when I woke up a long board.
It's like playing clue with my own life. I have to piece together what I did, where I was, how I did it, and who I did it to
Nothing like an old fashioned, wine fueled, anxiety-cry in the shower to start off finals week.
It's 6 a.m. ... what the hell.
Dude you were tripping so badly we put a pretend box around your head and you spoke silently for the rest of the night. I think pterodactyls were involved.
He's a Shit stain on my heart
Give me a second. I'm doing my best but I'm drunk so for some reason fitting both my boobs in the pic is just incredibly difficult. They aren't THAT big. I'm just being retarded.
Well I met my booty call's parents by accident, so that happened.
Things are coming back to me in chunks. I vaguely remember signing a shirt that said 'I enjoy vagina'
I AM SO PROUD OF YOU
my life is turning into trapped in the closet at way too fast a speed for me to feel comfortable.
I took my makeup off with mouthwash. Seemed like a good idea. It worked.
It was like sex on an active volcano surrounded by the night sky and bloodhounds. And by that I mean it was nice.
I apparently lifted the young child over my head yelling "Victory!" after that last game of pool, right before doing some Girls Just Wanna Have Fun karaoke.
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