I told her I would melt her with my mustache. Needless to say, he pants were soon off.
She rubs her butt on the bed & then she growls..
Found my sandals in your freezer this morning, THANKS
You should be grateful to be my roommate. My booty calls always drive you places in the morning.
im sitting in a tub with a sombrero on.. im just kind of confused.
i was so worried that when his hands were down my pants he was going to find the weed i stole from him
Either way, he made a blog for his cat.
Bring it all. We will have a potluck of drugs. It will be magical.
Just made nicotine water. Ithink i'm having a heart attack.
Driving a mountain pass in the middle of a blizzard with the worst vodka gummybear hangover ever is gods way of telling me to keep the black-outing within a 15 mile radius to my house.
Such a good question, let's ask the alcohol gods for the answer.
It seems that only way I've actually improved myself after 2 years of writing for the school newspaper is that I've mastered the art of descriptive words to improve my sexting skills
I'm about to play another round of who's panties are in my car.
Apparently I had 2 bloody noses and after my sis put me to bed at the hotel, I escaped and my sister's friend found me in an elevator with some guy
A million fucking miles away, and the sun still manages to fuck my hungover mornings up.
Randomize
