FYI... At my funeral, it will be your job to throw yourself dramatically onto my casket.
I don't know what's more sad: The fact that he fingered the side of my leg, or the fact that the side of my leg feels like a vagina.
Anthony wouldn't know good sex if it sat on his face
i ditched last period to have sex with him. i had to change into my skank clothes in the church parking lot. little kids were on the swings.
nothing about this is right.
Said he had been eating pineapple for a week before our 1st date. Not sure if thankful for his consideration or offended by his assumption.
he called me from germany to tell me about all the gummy bears he bought...i'm doubting his sobriety
that's why i use the vibrator in the tanning bed. multitasking. plus then my rooms doesnt know how pathetic of a life i lead.
i feel like the wall was a canvas for his penis.
Pretty sure the cab driver can even smell the sex coming from between my legs
Unlike bears, this weekend is not the #1 threat to America. It is, however, the #1 threat to my liver
You were so calm and collected as you strolled out the door with 40 mcdonalds cups in your arms. It was legendary.
I saw a classic trojan enz laying on his desk. So he's probably not into the kinky shit.
Her hookup left his underwear and shorts in the dorm last night... What he was wearing when he left, we may never know.
Like why am I even still facebook friends with a guy I let finger me at a concert?
I dont even remember what i was saying but just one minute i was crying and the next i was showing u my genitals
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