I go to guys houses late at night, have a little fun, come back by dawn having made their life a little bit better. I am the official blow job fairy.
we have to get out to the bar earlier. all of the guys are already committed to the girls they're going home with.
you should have seen his reaction to my boobs, it was like he just met god
Also, the zoloft kicked in and I can't get an erection anymore. So I'm depressed.
I think my hand is broken. But his nose definitely is
Minus the pink eye. Do I look fuckable tonight?
thought the power was flickering out but it turns out im just blinking
Not blacking out at our finals party is my Everest
Maybe it's because I walked straight up to that shelf of vodka with a look of determination that said "I mean business".
I usually have to have a cart! If that doesn't say "I mean business" then I don't know what does
be right there i have to get my cape
well, you know. whores of a feather.
he said "GREAT SCOTT" as he was cumming.
I wasn't that gone.
Dude, you cried and said how sorry you were when we asked why you had the dip.
she keeps trying to brush her hair with leaves and insisting she's not high
this strobe light makes my body turn on and off
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