your room smells of hookers.
And success
Nothing too bad. Lost a stuffed horse on a stick and tore my clothes off. Again.
God. I'm so broke I don't even have a dollar to snort my adderall through.
If I start taking birth control 8 days after we had sex do you think it'll stop the baby from being made?
he thinks the dog can do a keg stand. i will let you know how it turns out
at least you know where his tattoos end, so it wasn't a complete waste of time.
You turned byob into bring your own shit show. Good work.
Find me a date. With a beard. I want him to rub his beard on my tits. I'm not even into that stuff but I think it'd be so warm.
Sex on acid. Try it. I thought we were fucking in outer space with fireworks inside a rocketship car. Best.
I'll be there with bells on. And by "bells" I mean "jäger bombs". And by "on" I mean "being poured down my gullet".
Basically she credited me and my dick pic for boosting the moral of all the Safeway workers
I have a magical vagina and I can't deny it anymore
Oh boy I hope we come out of this alive. And with clean prison records
On a scale of 1 to i should hide, how deep did i dig my grave?
He fucked me so hard my hair extensions fell out
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