Let's just say there is a bloody hand print above my bed and it's not mine. Literally.
Omg alex and i were cooking weiners on a campfire and a bear came and i am waayyy too high for this
Improvement. She went from pretending she was the soccer ball in the world cup games and it hurt when they kicked her to passed out on the floor.
This is so fucking sad. Netherlands isn't even a real country.
She was perfectly content just sitting in the middle of everyone blowing bubbles in the air.
In the middle of fucking me, she said "Hold on, I need my Hulk hands."
Not sure. All I know is that she has a tight dark green skirt and I will not rest until I have used my teeth to rip it off of her
I just rolled an Obama blunt and a Romney shame joint for tonight. Vote wisely.
the amount of times i have been intoxicated, barefoot, and in a robe at 3 am at the quick check by your house is impressive, especially since i live an hour away
I wore sunglasses to take a shower. I might be hungover.
My liver needs me to go back to work asap.
I dunno that I'd be trusting enough of junkyard tequila to drink it.
sexting just seems like too much work right now.
I put on a face mask and masturbated for an hour... my face now has a green tint
You spent twenty minutes waxing poetic about her ass and her thighs
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