I cheated on you last night. I slept with my laptop.
He only uses me for sexual pleasure. The sad part is I don't even feel like a slut. I just I feel like I should just live in the top drawer of his nightstand....for free of course.
whatever sunny in Philadelphia does on Thursday nights, I'm doing all weekend.
They are providing beer and having a margarita machine. This cannot be passed up.
right before he busted, he moaned the british are coming.
only on the fourth of july.
Yes, she did suck your dick in the bathroom to wake you up.
Definitely contact high. Thirty miles an hour listening too i can see clearly now wanting too eat the steering wheel
hungover at the ER to get half my contact removed from behind my eye. Not the start to the weekend I was hopin for
He was like an artic tracker. Walked ten paces from the tree, then 15 paces from the mailbox, dug down in the snow, and pulled up the case of beer he hid from his parents out there. It tasted like ice cold success.
Ugh I miss culture and lesbians already
You have my approval. I will dance and throw skittles at your funeral.
Just checked in with my friend who walked in on us. He thinks you two had a spiritual connection and he's bugging out
He was also rolling face on molly so his perception of divinity might be slightly off
Dude you're fine. You're 5 minutes away from your house and you're eating fig newtons
Some male strippers are here, I threw pancakes at them. It's ok
And I am bleeding like slutty girl #1 In a horror movie
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