Make me a promise>>> if you ever see the brats from that tv show NYC Prep walking around, you will trip them, and you wil throw drinks on them
Single schmingle. No one actually obeys the relationship boundaries these days. Its 2009.
No need to clean the puke on the driveway. The squirrel is eating it up.
The fairy wings and cowboy hats were not the issue. The bag of cocaine that I held in the air as we drove in the parade might have been.
When his Irish accent comes out my uterus hums. Or some productive organ down there, I'm not sure of the logistics
He made me leave when I challenged "all you bitches" to a game of strip taboo.
I'd be there a lot sooner if these damn stairs would stop moving.
I find it worrying that she bit me in bed. Then proceeded to write her name in bite marks. All without ever losing the rhythm of our fucking.
walk of shame this morning involved walking through the in-home daycare that she runs while it was full of kids. judgemental little shits. on a plus, got a juice box and a graham cracker for the walk home.
You need a sexual gate keeper
I'm just trying to find the strength to put my bra back on and come inside
You ran out of his house yelling "I got the goods!" Then you pulled toilet paper rolls out from under your shirt.
How early is too early to start drinking when studying for the bar?
I just jerked him off with one hand while holding my wine glass with the other and watching Congo. I feel like this was a preview to my married life...
We have an albino peacock in our apartment. It's beautiful.
Scratch it being beautiful, bitch just stole my McDonalds. Call animal control.
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