Wow, Pearl Harbor and The Notebook are on. Its like the Im going to kill myself marathon.
She ordered a salad and a budweiser. I love her.
I'm having sex on a snuggie, yes i stopped to text you
aaaaaand im pretty certain i told that boy i just met that "his balls better be out tomorrow"
Drinking ketchup directly out of the bottle does not make it tomato juice.
The sad part is that if I don't get a random pic of your balls or ass or both every month, I start to worry that we're not friends anymore
I just swallowed some ecstasy stuck in my nose from last night. Work should be interesting.
Got my parents to pick me up from the party, take me to the bar and buy all my drinks, then drop me off at my booty calls house.
So I don't know, I'm not a doctor, but I might be juggling dates with 3 different guys...
She's passed out laying in the middle of the street. Cars are honking at her and going around her body. We need to stop playing BONECRUSHER.
I apparently pulled his dick out at the bar and started yelling "DICK PICS IN REAL LIFE!"
But what if there are 6 people and they end up just pairing the off into 3 couples. Is it still an orgy?
I dont even know what happened i just remember waking up with beer cans outlining my body...
You're an adult now and it's your vagina. You should do what it or you wants.
The smell of pee and coconut conditioner still makes me think of him
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