If you are in NYC and not seeing anyone, you should come fucke me now because:1 i am not in love with you anymore, 2 i am drunk enough where i won't feel the n eed to kisx you awardly to avoid your beard, 3we have unfinished business that i wpn't get -assed unyil orgass have been had, 4 i really really want to
he just kept saying that he had liquor dick..then he tried to fuck me without removing his pants.
And if you don't call me, I will embarrass you publicly with a can of spray cheez.
Going to Kmart high is like jumping in a time machine back to the 80s
so my phone autocorrects 'retard' to 'retaaahd'. i LOVE being a masshole!
I'm gonna play a drinking game called "Sarah takes the train"
we need a dd. For wednesday. At lunch. What are we doing with our lives?
succeeding
I think the main reason you were throwing up so much was the quart of soap you chugged trying to burp bubbles. you came close
Note to self glow in the dark nail polish can be quite the mood killer during sex especially when you notice its working for the first time and you stop everything your doing to do spirit fingers
That's like being smoked out by a unicorn. If the opportunity presents itself you fucking do it and don't ask questions.
We've only been here for 15 hours and our names are already on 2 separate police reports. We've also been given our "final warning" by the cops and hotel management.
He said something last night about making crepes, but after getting pissed on in bed, I question everything.
Things could not have gone more poorly if I had stripped naked and run through the Sahara with sirloins tied to my vagina.
i just want a beer and a blow job. is that so much to ask?
and i just want a ring so i can stop faking it. is that?
100000% expect a picture of my ass in them
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