there is a ziplock bag over sangria in a wineglass in the fridge...classy?
It just gets louder and louder too...dear god. Her poor vagina.
We are going to get clementines. And shoot them out of a ballon launcher. That's after we come up to the ivy with a bullhorn and reck havoc. Where are you.
i wish you were under my bed. you sexy russian fur trapper.
please. text the right number. youve been sending me these all night.
I woke up tied to my bed while she was in the corner staring at me while eating cereal. Interesting night!
I told him we could use my stove to make weed brownies, from that point on he kept reffering to me as "best pledge ever"
Son of a bitch took my liquid eyeliner
I have a magical vagina and I can't deny it anymore
Stay positive! You think people like sad vaginas? NO! You'll get some!
Serious question, on a scale of go for it to what the fuck are you thinking, what's me going to a monk or any religious official and saying "baptize me daddy" in a serious voice?
After a beer I realize now I may have shared too much about my obsession with ghosts with my therapist this morning.
He's throwing Skittles into my cleavage and some are rebounding into my crouch.
Well he's scoring either way then.
But once you are just right and I work my tongue in the right spots and hot wax your balls and inner thighs. I will have you right where I want you.
Who is this?
Oops wrong number
The air taste purple.
I just bought a bottle of dried bees on Etsy. I am the wrong person to talk you out of this.
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