I'm on that like soy sauce on rice
don't go home with that guy from jersey
i know, not worth the blood test
I still havent given him the valentines day card i got him. I feel like just writting...."sorry for the horrible blow job i gave u last night." and just giving it to him.
There is a girl on the metro with no shoes and she's using a Crown Royal bag as a purse.
It wasn't really sex. It was just rolling around, trying to make sure his dick didn't end up in my ass.
Can we be in one of those super weird relationships where you carry me around everywhere?
And amler is totally snoring loud as fuck sitting on the steps with her feet in a puddle of soda puke
Just FYI, by the transitive property my breasts have now touched the Stanley Cup.
No. You don't want this. When I threw up last night, it was so intense I went blind for about 3 seconds.
The other day, he sent me a snapchat of his dick in the forest. He captioned it "nature nudes."
Told my fifteen year old cousin's friend what to sext his girlfriend last night. He was scarred for life but she fucking loved it.
You know it's a good night when the word slut is imprinted on your ass and your hands smell like lube.
I would fuck him just for his dog
I saw a penis covered in glitter tonight.
If that guy asks u bout me, I said my name is Jenelle, from CT, I'm a cat behiavor consultant and I'm 29. Back my story up
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