I hate you but I'm not in hate with you
the entire time we were hooking up i couldn't stop thinking about the bengals. thoughts?
Um, yeah. You lit my birthday candles with a joint. Mom= not happy.
His foreplay reminded me too much of breastfeeding.
Hooking up with him would mean my type has officially become... drug dealer.
Listening to my boss get blown in the next room by a male bartender from the gay bar. And watching pawnstars. Tell me I'm not the best wingman ever.
I dont know how to respond to your rave picture. I mean yeah, he's hot, but it just seems wrong to be like "Please tell me you fucked that guy with the pacifier!"
u r missing out we r watching a tranny direct traffic in a gstring
My liver is crying. And I feel like I got fingered by Edward Scissorhands. While he was wearing brass knuckles
I still count it as showing your tits. Even though the wall was the only one who saw anything. Your boyfriend was pissed.
If we don't rescue him from the fat chick soon, she is going to eat him alive and suck the marrow from his bones.
Shhhh less advice, more soothing words and dirty phrases
I like to make sure they know it's casual by giving then a high five after sex
We kicked down a door together last night, pretty sure that qualifies us as best friends.
It baffles me why I still wear white underwear...
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