Our relationship is like that beach boys song "help me Rhonda" and I'm fucking Rhonda. And Rhondas's the whore in case you've never heard it.
Just so you know, I have a bf.
I guess as long as you bring single girls over and cook cannolis you will still be useful.
I wasn't fucked. I was just drunk, because i was still able to walk into the woods and masterbate.
i had confetti in my bra
i still find it in random places like a shoe or my car. that week haunts me
I don't care if shes your sisters age. Once someone is on my to do list theres only one way to get them off it
The last mom I slept with was the worst lay ever. Imagine fucking a hairy wet pillow for 60 minutes. Good luck with your milf. I was joking about the Susan Boyle comment btw.
My stomach is revolting cause i have put food in it and no alcohol.
fun fact: in my eskimo family tree i am the only brunette
Def just hooked up with my brother's senior prom date in his bed. Does that make me the worst brother ever?
Dude if you're not gonna answer them I'm gonna stop snapchatting you my hook ups
Relationships are fuckin' work. And you can't just up and leave with no questions when you really just need to get home because you're about to shit your pants.
You're so wise.
Nipple rings and loofahs DO NOT mix.
She's just a lonely cunt and i hope she stays that way for the rest of her fucking life.
This seems like an over reaction to someone eating your fries.
i have pictures frm only 4 hours ago that will fucking ruin you so i suggest yuo come get me.
Where are you?
dunno. ask mike. bring pain killers. and underwear. and my dignity.
i can eat my weight in tater tots. don't test me, bitch
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