like what am i supposed to say "im thinking of how bad that sex was"?
he kept asking me "do you love it? tell me you love it" as I was riding him.
and...?
I told him it was alright.
I would get the one fuckin stripper that's a lesbian. THE ONLY ONE
I told the girl in his bed not to bleed on his sheets like the last one.
I didn't think about how painful the pumpkin seeds coming up the next morning would be. Oh well, I'm good at making pumpkin seeds and that's all that matters.
You're about to fuck a guy with a sweatshirt tied around his waist like a mensurating 13 year old. Get your priorities straight, you're graduating tomorrow.
just for future reference, lake water is NOT mix for hard stuff. nor is it an adequate substitute.
His dad gives me dirty looks whenever I come over though. I think it's because I eat his food and have sex with his son.
Why is your solution always to masturbate
Because it usually works
It's like she fell out of an MTV reality show and no one knows how to send her back
My mind doesn't wanna day drink but my heart does.
He told me he loved me...but added "you crazy bitch" at the end. Does it still count???
the gnome is staring at me and the pineapple is wearing shorts. I don't want to do this anymore.
i'm not sure you can trust me in a car with 20 dozen donuts
Fine I’ll come with you but you better tell that guy to wear some longer shorts because the second I see a rogue nut I’m gone
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