sometimes I tug on my anal hairs for pleasure
you've officially gone too far. we are no longer friends
You said I was the most beatiful preggers youve ever seen...im not pregnant
i gave her road head last night, needless to say it wasn't the same and i bit a chunk of the inside of my cheek off.
Nothing like a little anal leakage to start off Sunday morning. Can't decide if that speaks well of my weekend or not...
some drunk bitch driving a golf cart ran over the live band... its bad.
I just puked my brains out on the side of the road (see picture) And I took a picture for our scrapbook! I am always thinking! =) tell me your proud?!
I just want to hug my vagina but I can't!\nLike, I want to wrap my arms around it and say "I'm sorry"
I think the closest to heaven you can get in this world is your morning dump after a night of Molly
My synapses wont fire in a pattern that will process those facts
But it's ok cause then I turned my tequila blanket into a tequila comforter and I felt no pain
He woke me up, handed me a ringing phone and said break up w her for me. That hung over.
I asked him to sing a song so he couldn't hear me throwing up as he was holding my hair
In going to go underground and live with the mole people for a while.
Whats a little naked between friends. Just don't laugh or I'll be scared for life.
I hate waking up to a room that reeks of bad decisions...
Randomize