we black-lighted her bedspread and it looked like a jackson pollock painting.
I'm taking last night back. It officially didn't happen. Tell your friends.
his receeding hairline makes running into him so much less awkward. almost enjoyable actualy
just convinced someone I was a virgin. I love when people don't know me.
I wonder if I could sublet my bathtub to anyone.
I can hear her blowing you man. All I hear is her saying 'yeah' over and over again.
Listen. I'm a changed woman. I have no problem using him for sex.
in my defence, i did try to get you to put your shirt back on, then you screamed at me to stop telling you what to do
I'll still trying to understand the context of your "punch her with my cock" comment.
think of it as grooming, as if he is my Kate Middleton and I'm grooming him to be a presentable princess
I only want to come over for sex and blueberry pancakes
after what u told me last night I think we're past the wtf zone and at this point u should just join me in wondering if my barista lover is a gay porn star
He's got a british accent, a tounge ring, and he's wearing an eye patch... Of corse I'm fucking him
my dad just liked my status about my bowl being stolen even he feels my pain
There is a baby in my apartment. What the fuck happened last night?
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