oh wait, my morality sensor is a little fucked up since I almost let my little sister's friend blow me.
im poppin the ladies like they're bacne
opening your purse in class to grab a pen only to find dollar bills and pink fuzzy handcuffs instead...that's a cool feeling
pretty sure i had my hand down BOTH their pants at the same time at some point...
he then proceeded to tear down my curtains, wrap them around his waist, and use the rod as his "rod"... you tell me how drunk he is...
I got to the point where it seemed like she had 8 giant breasts instead of just two
I love your family. Oh. And on a completely unrelated note, I know where we can steal a dog.
The trashcan full of everclear punch caught on fire...you should probably come home now.
I hear sloppy seconds go great with fried rice
4:37 am. You're wearing underwear and carpet skates. Borderline crying. You want to punch Morgan. Have not stopped singing Give Your Heart a Break.
Now that makes it sound like you had sex with a guy in batman costume and you never took the mask off so you can't 100 percent be sure.
I climaxed at the same time the bass dropped. I think it's safe to say I've reached enlightenment
I may have just tried to argue quantum entanglement as the reason I was still in her bed.
He was telling me about how he's leaving on his Mission next week... While we were having sex in the back of his car.
whatever. i just wanna get "forget my own name" wasted
no. you need to know your name so people know where to return you when you get lost.
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