Charles is a playa. And I don't mean the spanish word for beach.
u just dont fucking get it...you try and cum while your cat is staring at you.
you made them have somersault races with you thru the lobby..
Not complaining, but why is there a Russian chick downstairs making latkes?
listening to happy ending by mika while imagining him to run after me at an aiport in slow motion... also, dipping oreos in baileys. not taking this breakup well. at. all.
when you wake up in a apartment hallway wearing someone else's shoes, you can pretty much assume last night was a success.
Really? And is this the kinda party we talked about earlier?
Yup. It's just me crying in a closet eating soup
i mean, not my actual scene but if someone says "PARTY" ill figure it out
Maybe it was that imaginary ghost dick you were stuffing in your mouth a minute ago
I know my whole body feels like I belly flopped onto concrete. Seriously need to tone it down for a while
Nothing like a false "my-dad-found-my-weed" alarm on Christmas day.
He came over and said its legs day so put them in the air! Fucked me for 30 minutes and said he had dinner reservations to go to. Well i just ran into him and his friends hammered at Taco Bell
And then she said "wanna make a vine of me twerking on the wall?"
I was just hotboxing under my sheets and I got lost on the way out.
It was so scary.
You know you gave a quality blow job when you have to ice your neck and jaw the next day.
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