buying booze in bulk is always a bad idea. i wish there was some direct deposit-like system
i cant get the smell of ass out of my nose
My vagina has become a graveyard for my brother's friendships...
I love waking up with his head head between my legs, it makes me feel special
we made it to hole 3 and then just sat down on the fairway and finished off our case....cheered on other golfers as we let them play through.
Hurry up. Some creepy guy with a "God is vengeful" flyer is asking where I wanna go most today. I think he's going to chop me into pieces.
And then god smiled down upon me and he said let there be hangover food and let it be Wendy's
i want to platonically make out with them, platonically. in the back of this minivan
It's like jay gatsby himself preordained that our genitals meet again.
She sent me a video of herself sitting in the car stone faced listening to the Titanic song on silence. She won't answer my texts.
I'm torn between regretting everything and regretting nothing.
last night we watched this really loud chick try and pick up this smoking french guy who's english was sooo bad. she finally pointed at her beer and then her vagine
gross
like you've never done an interperative dance for sex, please
I love you. I would never turn you into a bear.
I discovered moonshine and fell in love.
I think it stinks she’s cheating on him. My vagina on the other hand is tingly thinking about a summer of sexual healing
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