im typing and i feel like my hands are on backwards.
Stop texting me, I'm right here.
So.. My internet got red-flagged at work because i did a search on "midigit strippers las vegas" This may be hard to explain...
I didn't want to talk to him so I just started telling him how important Jesus was to me
Something about getting head on stairs. I don't know.
It was one of those "I have no idea if this will ever happen again so I can't say no" opprotunities. Part of me was like, "You slut" and the bigger part was screaming, "Hell yeah"
and then you seriously asked him to senior prom..which freaked him out since you told him earlier you were 22
It's nights like those I refer to my life motto: You can't be just friends with someone after you've seen their genitals.
I drove two hours just to throw up on myself today at the beach. My family saw the whole thing and my younger cousin cried
I'm sure you're still partially crippled from thar blow job on Saturday, so I understand it's probably difficult to text.
Good luck getting that all cat food off in the shower dumbass
why does drunk me think that doing things like throwing up on my desk and all over my 15 page lab report is okay
I am not a slut. I'm just very open with how much I love to have sex. Stop judging.
Asking me to suck on my nipples isn't going to make me less mad at you.
There's just no proper way to thank a man for that many consecutive orgasims.
My neighbor was my D.A.R.E officer and I feel like I've defeated him by smoking weed outside everyday
Randomize
