i dont think there is any level of not caring that i havent covered in the last month
I just tried to light a cigarette with a tube of lipstick. If I had stayed in girl scouts maybe I could've made that happen.
The parties out here are fucking awesome and I've got the grades to prove it.
That still doesn't explain why you thought it was a good idea to paint a cow on my guitar
this will be a night to untag.
he keeps trying to sext me and all I can do is respond with descriptions of what im eating.
And then as he was trying to conceal his boner from everybody, you said aloud "just grab your cock and get out of the pool"
There are reggae songs being written about me...where have I gone wrong in life?
my question is who was more confortable? You sleeping on the floor or me tweeting from a bush?
All I know is I want him to tie me up at least twice a week and I have an overwhelming urge to cook for him. Could this be love? I'm so confused....
Let's say hypothetically if you were going to put icing on a penis and then lick it clean...what would you ice it with? Not a knife right?
I'm spending my Sunday wishing the entire Patriots offense would let me touch their manhood
I keep having dreams where I tie him up and eat cookies off of him while riding him. Wtf brain.
I woke up at 3am, top off, with campus security telling me to get dressed. Tonight was a GOOD NIGHT
i just wanted have a romantic star gaze moment with him. untill he let out a massive fart.
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