the young, male pastor of my church has a jesus fish tramp-stamp. I made him show me.
Whatever. They have the same name, so it's not even cheating. It's brand loyalty.
i just learned how to squirt via google. life is good.
the guy next to me needed a pen, so I let him take one from my book bag. my panties are now being passed around the class...thank you for telling me you hid them in my bookbag.
time for a it's-monday-night-and-this-week-is-gunna-suck-drink.
i think i can safely say that is the weirdest thing you've ever propositioned me with. so obviously my answer is yes.
After blacking out and loosing my phone for a month, I found it in the parking lot across the street. Last text "rager in the street". I remember none of this.
I cannot believe he got soft mid fuck. I just hope he bought that horrible impression you did of my dad. I love you though, you came in clutch tonight.
It was the least I could do after throwing up in your purse.
You should have hard cock pics on hand to send in the situation that you can't stop driving, pull out your cock, browse the countless pics I've sent you of my tits, get him hard and text a pic through. I mean, it's simple sexting ettiquette.
Shame?!? Shame only comes from getting naked in front of strangers and it not being awesome
He added his name to my To Do list. That's the way to my Type A heart.
I put ketchup in a girls hair last night. I need a sorry balloon
Im watching animal planet drunk, watching a documentary on mermaids. Tonight has not gone to waste.
So I ended the trip with two cold sores, poison ivy on my leg and vagina, and no alcohol or weed. WORST. 4TH. OF. JULY. EVER.
You aaa... you ever forget to wipe your ass?
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