the next time i see a chick with leggings under her jean skirt...i'm gona beat her ass with a fashion magazine...
i guess it wasn't a booty call since he got home from the club at 6:00 am... he told me to consider it morning sex
I passed out on my porch last night. I'm still making it to class. This is what growing up means.
Same here... Well I was planning on having some sort of deep conversation, but looking at how grim of an outlook tomorrow has on you, I'll just re-inform you that I have your pants.
I'm gonna have to fantasize about her dying just to get off.
WHERE ARE MY FUCKING EYEBROWS?!
Bad behavior is like a petri dish that grows organically In my heart
i have a queen bed, a cherrywood bed frame, and gold sheets. how are you saying no to me right now?
He told her Jesus wouldnt yell curse or degrade her. He'd just simply shake his head and slap the shit out of her
Also, since I switched back to this phone I've found a crop of dick pics and your funeral arrangements.
So. Somehow managed to fuck my contacts out of my eyes. Didn't know that was even possible.
So i walked around campus drunk and alone last night eating pizza and a lunchable from 7-11. Sat by the flag pole and drank an entire liter of water, took off my shoes to prance around in the fountain, then stepped in dog shit on the way home...barefoot.
HE MIGHT HAVE YOUR BUTTHOLE, BUT HE CANT HAVE YOUR HEART. THATS MINE.
I've broken 3 vibrators in the past month because I apparently am "too rough" with them. Is that even possible?!
Apparently i disappeared and no one found me until the morning , but i have fifty missed calls
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