I'll listen to your side of the story when you stop being such a whore.
just took my birth control pill with a shamrock shake. happy st. patrick's day
I just claimed my unemployment in Vegas. This seems wrong.
I am drunk at a castle and it isn't even 3. Europe is amazing.
sometimes when i'm drunk i choose the spanish option on the ATM to challenge myself.
And you kept repeating "I didn't know know that this was a no blow job zone."
Just found my shirt from Saturday, got an automatic contact buzz.
how the hell were we supposed to out run the cops in a bus?
You straight up wore me out. This should be a proud moment for you. It's almost like my penis is asking for a timeout. But not really
I think I have to break up with him. I just cried, not moaned, screamed, etc, cried, with tears of sadness and disappointment when I came.
but I have boobs. I'm not going to buy my own drinks at the bar like some kind of fucking animal.
the bright side of moving is at least my Tinder options will refresh
I don't need romance, I need cheese sticks
look, my penis is an amusement park, and it's closed for maintenance. why can't you just accept that?
I've come to the conclusion, I should prob have at least 20 hr supervision. I would say 24, but I'm guaranteed to pass out for at least 4 hrs a day
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