I wouldn't necessarily call it an addiction, more of a passion. I'm habitually passionate.
how you manage to cockblock me from 500 miles away still baffles me.
unfortunetly they frown upon drunk on duty paramedics
btw my ex came by last night and saw the pregnancy test intructions. awkwarrrrd.......
I ate icecream cake off your tits for my birthday, if that's not love I don't know what is.
We were still up at 6am, taking shots, because thats apparently how he liked to "get the day started".
once he tried to wake me up from my hangover nap to have sex, that's when things went downhill. he had to go.
If there's anything my liberal arts education has taught me, it's belligerence.
They were assless. I wore assless football pants.
This pedicure right now is the most physical I've been with a guy all month
i doubt you are even in possession of a crowbar.
I suggest you not find out the hard way
You can cuddle me. Word on the street is my ass is ridiculous.
This year my vagina is giving thanks that several of my cubs are coming home for the holiday
Sadly my Summer of Cocks is coming to an end
I'm listening to a women in metal station and wearing a flannel. I may have approached peak lesbian.
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