My sheets at my parents place are clean. No braveheart but I can paint myself, yell "freedom", and sword fight you with my cock. So come over.
just wrote on a church. and then stalked a boy, by the way, i fucked him. him being your friend, also, love tacos.
Idk if this white stuff in my shower is conditioner or... something else?
so...dinner was kid's cuisine and a bottle of wine. i think they go well together.
Spotted at kelly concert- 10 year old in a homemade "I do not hook up" t shirt. Well I should certainly hope not, sweetheart.
After he told me that it's up to him to carry on his family name, I almost felt bad for not letting him cum inside me.
I am a terrible person. This is almost as bad as when I was going to see my ex while my boyfriend was at that funeral.
what's not responsible about a pool full of beer?
All I've consumed over the last couple days is Vanilla Coke, semen, and Coors. I don't think today will be any different.
remind me again why lemons and alcohol in the crock pot is a bad idea?
I'm offering you baseball tickets and my vagina, isn't that enough?
I'm a wonderful, drunk angel of hydration and sometimes absinthe.
Strip mythology. Everyone wins. Most of all me.
Update: just imagined being dirty talked to in an Irish brogue and I think my vagina became a sentient being.
you asked me how to turn on the ladder
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