Heybabeimwearingurpanties
yeah well you didnt even puke from the alcohol. we cut you off and went to huck finn's and told you that the "irish cream" coffee creamers had baileys in it, so you shot down like eight of them and puked all over the floor. it was great. we cheered you on and everything
so he came on my face and then proceeded to say "that was just how i imagined it would happen"
where do you find these guys?
i remember too much of last night for it to have been successful
Ethically speaking on a scale from 1 to morally wrong, how wrong would it be to give babies ambien? Hypothetically speaking.
The more I stare at her and block out what she's actually saying with thoughts of what she could be saying, the more interested I become
You were laying in bed whispering and crying to the half eaten burrito saying "why am I shitting so much" and "what did I do to deserve this"
God loves me. So high, craving Jimmy Johns chips, looked down, unopened bag in front of me. Still doesn't feel real
I have to stop letting him stay all weekend. I feel like a cored apple.
It takes a special friend to go vibrator shopping with
Yes. It does.
Best case scenario I do a bunch of dirty things to you, blow your mind and you enjoy it. Worst case I stare at you, poke at you, smile and droll on myself, you laugh.
of course the one day I come to class high we have guest speakers from the police department... Just my luck
that guy was staring at your tits.
nah, more like they were staring at him, and his girlfriend, and her less than adequate bosom. they pitied the fool.
point taken, oh mistress of the bosoms.
You cannot steal the fun of my nakedness. You do not own my nakedness. My nakedness is my sole property and I share that fun with whom I choose.
send nudes
from the living room?
Randomize
