Bel-fucking-mar, this place has more popped collars than a Hollister catalog
that was a gay-test. you passed.
with flying rainbow colors i hope!
It really wasent that hard. The male one had a M and the woman one had a W. I just couldent comprehend that at the time.
i wanted to sleep on a waterbed so i filled up my bathtub so i could fall asleep in it...
It's like I paid NJ Transit $33 to suck his dick and go home. Fuck that.
All I wanted was a "this is what America feels like" blowjob before I left. Is that too much to ask for?
I mean it's not my fault he had a floor mat that read "put out or get out". What was I supposed to do?
Was I holding a cat when you saw me? Because that was the height of that party for me.
I've friend zoned this boy hard. I made him change my nipple rings before he went home.
I think I just got propositioned for sex by the lady behind the counter at dunkin donuts
I owe a guy a shoe because I threw it over a fence. That is all.
Why do I even exist?
I threw up in my closet when I was hammered last night. Like a fucking toddler. I can't play with the grow ups.
his butt looks cute in my panties so i decided he has to wear panties all the time from now on.
She's trying to change her flight... IM BEING COCKBLOCKED BY DELTA CUSTOMER SERVICE
In case you were wondering I realized something last night, Rick James was correct. Cocaine is a hell of a drug.
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