problem. drunk. stepbrother hitting on me again. help.
You're perfectly engineered for doggy style
Did Kevin really put his bar tab under the name Hercules last night?
I feel eeeverything like there's a rhythm and everything can be felt w/o ever touching it. And it's beautiful. Sunshine or raindrops it's like orgasming. Everything has a taste.
You spent most of the night crying and throwing leftover meatballs at the neighbors dogs
He fell off the roof... he clearly has not been preparing for summer.
This weekend is gunna be a fucking shitshow. I don't even wanna know how many dicks will end up inside of me
I'm fighting fire with fire. When my parents interrogate me about what I was doing last night, I tell them the truth. Every disgusting, awkward detail. I'm 23 now and they need to get used to it.
Out of desperation, I used the leftover sauce from my goat masala as a mixer for vodka shots.
Fried chicken is a must. Do strippers eat fried chicken or should I plan on something else?
Living in the dorms has served one purpose and one purpose only for me: to teach me that pooping in public bathrooms is okay and that I can do it
Today is all about not throwing up, where the fuck are my keys and does anyone know what happened to that guy in the panda suit my roommate had sex with last night.
Hello my rib-scented angel!
Feel weird saying this on Facebook, but a dildo collecting demigod sounds like somebody I'd at least hang with for a minute.
I love that you put so much thought and effort into your nudes
I don't send half assed nudes. Go big or go home.
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