mustard is like jesus in yellow tights
I'm so over stopping myself from talking about my sexual experiences in front of children.
normally I beat off every night before I go to bed even though my little brother sleeps in the same room. So I was starting to last night, and he jumped out of bed and said "Fuck, Im not listening to this shit again" We havent talked since. fuck me
she went apple picking. why dont we do cute things like that? let's go to a pumpkin patch!
because we're not cute. we're sluts. and sluts don't go apple picking.
I have a page in my 2010 scrapbook dedicated to pictures of his cock.
he said that he wanted to outsmoke the rain, I don't know what that means but I'm gonna go help him
Did I tell you I had a charge show up for $36 on a credit card I haven't used in 6 months from Wild Wings? It was that night we slept across the street from the bar.
i figure if i show enough tits, no one will notice my eyebrows.
What did he say?
NOTHING. GODDAMN HIM AND HIS MAGICAL PENIS!
So, it's been almost 3 months and and I still dont know her last name. That's gotta be a record.
I feel like Jeremy snapchattong while we're fucking is a perfect example of our generation..
Stumbled across a pregnancy test in my closet. Oh, the freshman year flashbacks..
I know you're having some issues right now but can we focus on the gangbang?
HAM AND WEED HAM AND WEED HAM AND WEED HAM AND WEED HAM AND WEED HAM AND WEED HAM AND WEED
I seriously just rolled a joint on my high school diploma. I feel like I've come so far.
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