come downstairs quick. our boyfriends are having a dance off in nothing but their underwear and shoes. and they have semis too.
after the cops left he pulled the weed out of his ass and we smoked it
So I heard you only slept with me because you were drunk...is that true?
That depends on who this is.
I don't care. He smelled like a fucking chilli cookoff
i offered her breakfast shots. she politely declined.
It's like we come as a package. Your slogan should be "be in my family, sleep with my roommate."
My slogan can be "bonding the family together. One dick at a time."
Its not the fact that i woke up wearing a tutu that bugs me its the fact that i have 75 photos of me wearing a tutu on facebook
The only thing he had going for him was mad fingering skills. the ONLY thing. crayons have a wider circumference.
Although I would ideally cut back on smoking weed, imagine what getting high and looking for our spirit animals would be like
I'm sure he'll make the rejection quick and completely justified.
So much easier to puke and rally now that my gluten's under control
we are the apple cider girls!
Good news my life of crime finally paid off
Listening to sad Lana Del Rey songs together is an integral part of the lesbian bonding process
The man built me a fort. Of course he got laid.
It was like if the scent of sour milk and burning tires had a baby in taste form.
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