He just kept petting my ear and informing me that I wasn't one of the guys
I'm considering failing out of my last semester of college just so I can keep fucking him.
She called all of my friends to find out where I was last night. 7 out of ten said their place.
Well you just missed the ten chi o pledges singing la bamba at our doorstep.
She's dressed as a slutty goth schoolgirl. Those are my three favorite things. God himself could not give me whiskey dick.
Kings cup with teenagers tonight
Done deal
Too bad pet owners lack respect for my training in ancient Buddhist and holistic rehab therapies.
I'm not sure the Buddhist consider pot brownies holistic rehab therapy
I came in shy and timid. By the end of the night I hulked out broke two lamps, their coffee table, some plates, and still had sex.
My sweat smells like Wild Turkey. I'm really feeling the holiday spirit.
Tell him you want to lick his face. Didn't work for me but might turn out better for you idk
If you're not my stylist, having sex with me, or agreeing to have sex with me don't fucking touch my hair.
Jungle juice breakfast? No? Ok.
If there's one thing I think I could really excel it, it's curating a midlife crisis
so i went over to her house and we played crash bandicoot, ate calzones, and had sex all day. im in love.
only 3 drinks in and he showed me his fursuit, please come pick me up
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