I'm cleaning the house. And I can't stop listening to Enrique Iglesias. Am I gay?
I even have the new album if that helps you make a decision.
he's dressed up as spiderman, i don't understand why he's crying.
Miserable. My projectile vomit just woke me up from a 5.5 hour nap.
she tried to handfeed me fritos while yelling "PENIS TRAIN"
nothing like walking in the house at 3 am in my panties and a sheer shirt carrying a life sized cardboard dale earnhardt jr
Chose not to courtesy flush and the CEO huffed the result. I feel powerful.
is it weird to think that girls born in '96 are now legal?
Just recreated a sandwich from the caf in my own kitchen. Graduation denial at it's finest.
Something about finishing sexting a guy and him going "well. I have to get ready for Passover now" really makes me rethink my life choices
I fucked that choir dude last night. he had the most strangely musical moans. it was like a Sound Of Music porno.
That song just makes me wanna take off my top and shake my titties all around the club.
And by "have lunch together" you mean me giving you a blow job in the back of your Tahoe, right?
If by whore you mean UPGRADE....then yes I am
now whenever i pass that house all i can think about is how i pooped in their yard..
He's asking how tall I am he wants to make a body suit out of me
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