How do you wash franks red hot sauce, whip cream, grapejuice and shame out of silk?
I would just throw it away. You cant just wash out shame, it has to soak for like a month.
in the middle of giving him head in the backseat of my car he taps me on the shoulder, opens the door, throws up three times and then proceeds to tell me how amazing i am.
"thanks for the sex" was written in lipstick on my bathroom mirror. i'm officially done with random hook ups.
if I could send you my dick right now I would. that's how good of a friend I am.
I am on a roof. I'm not sure which one, or why, or how, but I am on a roof and you should come get me. I can see info classrooms!
how many dildos make it a "collection?"
Yea I've gotten enough hickeys in my life to know what I'd look like with a neck tattoo. I think I'm getting a neck tattoo.
I'm more of a 'talk at me while I stare at you' kinda girl.
Maybe if he'd step up his game and get a real job instead of donating plasma and trying to grow pot then you wouldn't feel compelled to write prisoners in Oregon.
PUT YOUR FRESHLY SHAVED MEXICAN POON ON THAT BEARD. NOW.
words I never want to hear dad say again: "Trevor you sexy man you"
I was proudly and successfully the first girl ever to get kicked out of a the bar for being too drunk last night. Loving spring break.
I went to Walmart last night to buy some CDs--which is a sentence I never thought I'd say in 2016.
I've decided to have sex with him one more time to make sure I don't like him
Awesome. I did a rain go away dance. And it went away. Nbd just cotrollin the weather with my mind and sweet dance moves
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