thats it. im googling how to make you boobs smaller. this is getting out of control.
Well, I just hope you know I had your best interests at heart when I put your sandwich down my pants.
her body is proportioned like a family guy character
Drunk me was responsible for doing it, but sober me was definitely cheering him on
I had a moment while I was smoking where I was looking at these palm trees and I knew how dr Seuss came up with his characters.
I am eating deep fried cinnamon rolls and I found a lighter in my sprinkles. I miss you.
I hear fucking Christmas music. I'm going to find fucking Santa and tell him to suck a dick and shut up for the next month
I had a dream about a vibrator with 42 different settings. If that's not a good indication I need to get laid, I don't know what is
I'd apply for another job, but "staring out windows crying" is not a hot qualification right now.
Hey, you can't rush the perfect creeper shot. I need buffer time to hone my skills.
the amount I squirted last night was insane. Im glad i ignored tlc's advice, i went chasing waterfalls and loved every god damn minute of it.
I don't know. Sometimes you can be a wild card with your emotions. Mostly the emotion known as anger.
Me and my bruised tit have to wake up at 4 AM.
There something liberating about walking through the dorm hallways without pants on.
It's dollar drink night and I have my honors society initiation tomorrow. Somehow I think this will not end well.
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