like why cant he just admit that he still wants to fuck me even though im underage
the coke olympics were a bad idea. there's a tree uprooted in the front of my building.
I need to stop hooking up with boys in my major. three boys in one class is just a litttle too awkward.
I don't know how it happened, one minute we were talking about Huck Finn, the next minute I was blowing him behind the corner of his apartment building.
we drunkly made out in the middle of the street beside the homeless guy playing the flute. Not how I imagined our first kiss.
He's gotta be able to drive a truck, make me mac n cheese and give me the best orgasms. That's my perfect man
i think i just asked a donut if it was ok
All I'm saying is that if you have time for a 20 min shower bj you have time for me
I have just found the cubicle of sustenance. And I will rejoice at all the families that have not found this magic. This vodka cubicle of magic.
He was asleep with his head on a windowsill and you were petting his head, then you almost left the kitchen and then went back to pet him some more.
we fucked and then he hand fed me a hot pocket
He literally just patted me on the vagina and said goodnight to it.
There was puke outside of my classroom and lecture was half empty. Damn thirsty thursday is intense
yeah, last night we handcuffed you and you started crying saying that you weren't a bad person
Don't send me pics of cunning dicks while I'm eating potato chips
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