the not having weed thing wouldnt be nearly as tragic if it wasnt the one holiday where they launch bright flaming things into the air
I'm looking at pot farms on google earth. Google should be proud I found a real purpose for it to serve.
the vast amounts of cleavage i'm sporting to my final says "no, I didn't study but don't worry I've got something lined up for when I don't graduate".
Wow, haven't had to deal with the 'stoned at the dinner table' scenario in a while
How can it be called memorial day weekend....I don't even remember this weekend
he's werid. hell kiss me after i go down on him but he wont kiss me after i eat anything with mustard.
I think I've lost the thrill of being a slut. It's just that the newness has worn off, I think.
He offered to drive me out of state to meet up with my fuck buddy. Like best brother in law ever.
My blowjobs put them in a state of relaxation similar to that of getting hit with a tranquilizer. The fear comes after the sex.
Apparently getting drunk at a philanthropy event and tweeting about it is "frowned up"
I never thought I could be this turned on by a man wearing racoon tails.
I'm so glad I can be everyone's guide to the world of fucked up kinks
I think we might need a safe word for this...
That was the first time i’ve been physically intimidated by a LinkedIn profile.
You'll be pleased to know I just had an elaborate day dream about your penis. you were there too.
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