i wouldnt be suprised if in indian your name meant "walking lie"
no more stoned jack in the box. this is the third night in a row.
Woke up on the kitchen floor cuddling with the dummy we made of you. Hope your internship is going well.
its like accelerated beer pong for children.....we train champions young
I'm really starting to miss his dick. Like so much I'm actually tempted to try and work things out with him again.
Well, she's officially disappointed in me. I have it writing.
He kept making me pretend I was his personal trainer. When I swallowed his cum he made me pretend I was drinking a protein shake. Thats actually what it tasted like.
How did it go last night?
Woke up head half shaved and a burrito? So good and bad?
I woke up naked except for someone else's socks. Im so proud
i am laugh crying so hard the guy next door stopped playing guitar
We've given up. My vagina is tired of constant lonely nights and disappointments. This is our retirement.
Talking to her is like watching "Bad Life Choices: The Movie"
The only things in my fridge are almond milk, Smirnoff Ice and chicken noodle soup. I'd say I've done mama proud.
You don't have to have sex with both if us but I would like a little positive fucking regard.
The guy I'm talking to drunk texted me his essay last night and he asked me to revise it
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