He went through and tagged himself on my crotch in all of my facebook pics
oh well at that point I was already depressed with life because I had watched the bratz movie.
he opened up his "box of magic": a crusty tube of KY jelly, three expired condoms, a fingertip vibrater, and a jar of marshmallow fluff.
If you were curious as to how many pounds of bagged marijuana can fit in the trunk of a 2010 Chevrolet Aveo, we now have the answer
Shame tastes like burnetts and latex
Now I know he's not trying to fuck me. He took me to lunch at White Castle.
Using the random money I found in my bra from Halloween to pay to print my bio notes. I only brought a debit to the bar. College win.
Ugh I need to clean my floors/walls/ I actually don't understand why boys get drunk and pee on things
Next time one of us has a party everybody has to wear a diaper. But actually you just need a shit ton of disinfectant wipes and maybe a hazmat suit.
Do you think I could get someone from tinder to drive me to the airport?
I may or may not have just let Ash Ketchum capture my wild Pikachu in a parking lot.
I refused to call him anything but Drake eyebrows all night.
I'm filtering his penis picture so I can see it better
That's one good thing about being an only child. I can masturbate wherever the fuck I want
do you think your dog feels awkward being in the background of your nudes?
Legal advice please. Can you sue someone for jerking off to photos of you?
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