Yea, forget your mom. She will be home after her one night stand.
i dont know what it is, i just found it in my pants.
I'm going to an arts college, I live next to the frat houses, and my room number is 420. god has plans for me and I couldn't be happier.
then they high fived as they party boyed me. I was a policewoman sandwhich. I love you halloween.
He's in bed with me right now. I'm wearing a towel and all I could wish for is my freedom. And pizza.
In a weird way, I don't want to stalk him on Facebook. I want to find out what's wrong with him the old-fashioned way. Is this what it means to be romantic?
Wait is it okay if I still want to fuck the whole USA swim team or is that only acceptable during the Olympics?
I send out my deepest condolences for seeing my ass last night.
God dammit not the cupcake channel. Not when I'm high.
I CAN'T FUCK HIM OUTSIDE. THAT'S FOR PEASANTS. HE'S TOO FAMOUS FOR THAT.
So I sent him a snap of me half naked holding a pie last night.
you said something about joining a k-pop band before passing out topless on the trampoline.
I threw your vagina at him like a grenade. And sweet Jesus he caught it like a champ
Tbh you just need to fuck it out like I don't know another solution
I'm sorry I walked in on you guys, but all I heard from outside was her screaming "Dive, dive!". Sex was my last guess for what was going on in there.
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