I dont abuse you, i just hit you while we have sex
I smelled like jager and penis. The only cure was a pack of camels and plan b.
im sitting in my room wearing my power rangers shirt watching a movie about a magical dragon. Ive totally forgotten what having a sex life is like.
MRIs the morning after St. Patty's Day was a poor choice.
I still have your handprint on my ass. You're not allowed to ignore me yet.
I have no idea. Next thing I know we're all down on one knee saying the pledge of allegiance and then singing I'm Proud to be an American. Then Trevor ate pizza off the sidewalk.
So on how many levels of wrong is it that I'm reconsidering my divorce simply because I don't want to go through getting used to shitting around someone again.
I am lonely and I want to touch your beard
I just shit my pants and had a heart attack. Simultaneously. May or may not be related to this game.
i was the only bi girl at the frat party. i felt like the last cresent roll at thanksgiving
the fact that you have a guy named the "i want you to tie me up and fuck me" guy speaks volumes about your life.
you can't let guys come on your chest and then hog my blanket
but, alas, I am not the lady in the streets. I'm simply the freak in the sheets.
Hope you are okay. You were running down the street with shopping cart at one point and yelling "bitches aint shit!"
Fuck your bullshit loser kid and his gluten allergy.
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