piano lessons. No girlfriend. What's up.
I'm at the point in my career when i know a sites a trap and isn't real porn
a cemetary is a place for people to rest in peace and you just spermed all over their land
I just had sex in a moon bounce. It is all down hill from here.
I feel wrong giving my mom a cash gift full of dirty stripper money.
I don't know if its because i'm stoned or what but painting my kitchen yellow makes it look crooked
Best dream ever last night. You moved here. Your Spanish name meant highway. Your favorite food was styrofoam.
After Thursday my breakup "don't screw anybody out of respect" month will be over and I will be set loose. My pussy is purring with anticipation.
I really just want to stuff him in my purse, take him home, feed him pudding or applesauce and brush his hair. That's not creepy, right?
I forgot how weird my hair bleaches and now I'm a calico
You can wake up to my rainbow of failure
there are no losers in shot checkers. only winners.
FINE YOU CAN EAT HOT WINGS WHILE WE HAVE SEX
How ironic... opening your legs for closure.
I haven't felt more like a college student than when I woke up this morning naked with my sociology textbook in front of me and my bong in my left hand.
am i the only one who finds it a little awkward seeing as we all made out last night?
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