Its ok relax. i can tell ur gonna start raggin. talk 2 u next week
I dont know why I dont listen to you more often. He wont stop texting me. And his signature is "dancing with no panties on"
Tonight was like the Noah's Ark of alcohol. I had to have two of everything.
they started playing Don't Stop Believin' and you had a melt down because it wasnt the Glee version
just found gum connecting my sunglasses to my floor board. you don't want to know where else it was.
I'm going to make an art book filled with pics of me peeing in every bar bathroom I've ever been in. Dedicating it to you. You're welcome.
Just found a bottle of tequila in the washer.
Do I need to take a photo of my sister's enlarged and disgustingly dark nipples to scare you into protection? DO I?
I think I'm making a tradition of going to every funeral with at least one sex-related bruise. I don't know how this happened.
His dick is so big it could be an arm rest.
last thing I remember was someone walking in on me sitting in the bathtub listening and singing along to Britney spears "Till the world ends" on repeat.
I'm excited I love mornings when I'm not sober
oh so have I but I'd still suck a dick or 20 in the name of freedom.
I can't go to Fassler and not immediately think about you licking a guys wife's butthole in the family restroom
I. Love. Skype. Sex.
I think it's just been too long since actual dick has been inside you that you only THINK you love skype sex
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