I may do that, fyi I'm even more sore than I was yesterday. It's like the ghost of your dick is still inside me.
you grabbed his arm with one hand and the bottle of smirnoff with the other and headed off to your room you were on a mission
All I remember is apologizing to his sister for being a bad influence while I was throwing up into a big gulp cup.
Please stop leaving drunk voicemails with your new black/Irish accent.
When I got up in the middle of the night, puked in his trash can, and snuck out the front door, I pretty sure he knew it was over.
Im making gravy in a lace bra and jeans. Just call me the southwern wet dream
I FINALLY HAVE A REASON TO DYE MY PUBES BLUE!!!
ummm im also counting the $14 dollars I gave the old guy to pay for the cab I called for him to take to the hospital last night as part of ur present.
I think I'm still drunk...I just gave my empty conditioner bottle a break-up speech before I threw it away.
He called us the '3 Amigos' and told us if hos ex wife came we had to jump the porch railing and hide in the bushes.
Well, I wish you luck on finding out who your boyfriend is
The moment when you go to plug in someone else's phone in your car and your lube is in the way. Don't mind that it's just my center console car lube. Normal.
That's not the problem. The problem is I thought I was over him but he smells nice today.
BOOOOOOOOOOOO *takes away your hoe card*
Every Easter every single one the baby Jesus butt plug comes up
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