I could write a book called "things that come out of my vagina"
She solidified the fact that the icon from Wendy's is the only ginger I care for
im vomiting on the 4th floor cause no one knows me there
she got to the point every few minutes she checked to see if her boobs were still there.
Ive yelled into your vagina. There are few lines we haven't crossed at this point.
Your beautifulness. Funnyness. Sexy hairness. Coolness. Plus you ask google how far wendys is from your house. Will you marry me
Fuck you, jack daniels. I feel like satan laid an egg in my brain.
I'm hiding her cosmo magazine. the only sex tip she needs is to not handcuff her boyfriend to her roommates bed and lose the key
Blackout me just wants to pee on sober me's dreams. Literally.
So I found a skull ring inside me this morning. I'm assuming its yours, so I'll leave it in my mailbox for you - it looks expensive.
You were all "think outside the box, inside the bag!" as you filled your camelback with beer.
Boobs have been pretty central in my life somehow lately which makes me question if I am truly gay
If a treadmill opens up I'll run next to him and then fall off so he has to give me mouth to mouth
It's a novelty for anyone to see a girl like me in a skirt like this milking a cow
I imagine you as a cat holding your burrito with two paws and cutely eating it
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