i'm three days dirty after drinking 14 hours last night and some other questionable behavior (hula hooping at a large concert, for example) i will just always bring the class. and the sluttiness.
you sent me 5 happy birthday texts last night. one after the other. spelled differently.
I have so many mobile devices now, I only use my laptop for porn.
When god put her together, he was drunk & feeling creative... a vagina here, sexually ambiguous breasts there, and a pair of shoulders that would make a linebacker jealous
im giving 12 year olds life advice. this is probably illegal somewhere.
Her parties are sponsored by Valtrex. This might not be your best idea.
Am I the only one creeped out by the guy asleep behind our couch?
I feel eeeverything like there's a rhythm and everything can be felt w/o ever touching it. And it's beautiful. Sunshine or raindrops it's like orgasming. Everything has a taste.
Let's just say my vagina is not superimpressed with the superintendent of schools.
I just hit the bong during the whole bday song then blew the candles out with my exhale.
wrestling a boy for fruit? sounds suspiciously like foreplay...
I'm currently on an epic search all over the city for a drug store that isn't sold out of Plan B. I celebrated your birthday from afar.
We fucked. Had a political debate. I won. So I sat on his face.
Micheal let me call him captain america while we fucked. It was awesome
You tried to chase every shot with a blueberry.
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