Proposition. Sex. No words, no talking about it later. I just want you tonight.
I wouldn't necessarily call it an addiction, more of a passion. I'm habitually passionate.
im gonna put my furry chinchilla vagina on her mother effing nose
its a sex-hate relationship...no love involved
conquered wheelchair sex. it's rather convenient. you'd think it was made for it, with all those handles and adjustable features.
He was eating her out on the elevator. What a good man.
I just saw her shopping list. The only things on it are blackberries, hot fudge and condoms. I almost don't wanna know. Almost.
the only way to explain how i feel is someone rolled me down a big fucking hill and then a dog came a took a huge ruthless shit in my mouth at the bottom
perfect. if all else fails remind him how anxious he is. talk real fast and induce a panic attack that only I can remedy with xanax.
if you didn' use the plastic sword on the cop. maybe this wouldn't have happened.
Can't decide if I want to watch full house or the fleet wood Mac concert during the presidential debate.
I'm sad that I feel like I need to temporarily change your name in my phone from Smashley until you have the baby and can be unsober with us again.
Im gnna go loik fir my newq gay friuend now
Goodbee
We never leave a bad bitch behind. its a party foul..we'll find you somehow
Dude... this pee is not alleged
YOU SAT ON MY LAP!
Wuddup pee lap
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