I knew we should have skipped class earlier, my lab partner is drunk from last night and making up his own experiments.
I am dressing up to go buy weed. I need to get out more.
I look at sleeping with him as a way to get up in the world. He will lead me on to bigger and better penises.
we knew we'd be okay when we walked up to the dealers house and he asked us to please be quiet as to not wake his nana.
marshmallow pipe was a success. so was melon pipe. come try it
Christ, I really took the slutcake last night.
Wait. Someome brought slutcake?
But I just had this pork pâté. It was dick grabbing.
the bride at the wedding we just crashed said we can stay only if we strip for her. You need to get down here
So I've been thinking about this, and I've decided my bed is magic. Every time I change the sheets, a new boy is in my bed. I own the Sheets of Dreams-if I change them, they will come.
When you're awkward as a teenager, it never goes away. You just mask it. With makeup. And boobs.
Christopher Columbus didn't sail the ocean blue so I would have to go to class and not have sex with my boyfriend
im half tempted just to scoot up to him and whisper "I'm not wearing underwear" but idk if thats a heartfelt apology
I caught a glimpse of his penis. I can only imagine what your mom's vagina goes through because of that penis
She was a little thick, but we banged on the beach and fireworks went off as we finished so I think God wanted it
I'm going to ride your dick until it falls off. That horny.
I'm equal parts terrified and turned on. Come over.
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