Just proof I should've brought the airhorn with me to class.
she's using the space heater to try to heat up a pop-tart...
you called your neighbor "slutsauce" then passed out on the stairway. not even sure why, but props to you.
You are so lucky that drugs are going to kill you before I do.
Yea he doesn't really know about any of this yet but my game plan is to keep wowing him with my vagina and cooking skills. It's up too future me to handle the rest.
I don't know what that means. But if you take off your pants, you'll probably get arrested.
I'm pretty sure I have enough material at this point to start a blog called Guys I've Banged in Pictures together. Why does this keep happening to me!
I caught myself flirting with clients today. Someone needs to take me to pound town before I self destruct. This is a code red. I repeat code red.
You know when you get a stripper pays your bail. You got good wood.
Why do I think he'd like to keep my hair in a box?
Okay so.. What's with me and guys who have more than 2 nipples
Mike passed out early so we kept filling his mouth with redi-whip and letting the dog lick it out, but he started getting hives so we stopped.
I am naked, and drinking straight gin with a flat tonic chaser. I had such greater hopes for myself as a child.
yea...tonic water is fucking gross.
I didn't even get crazy off of the coke so everything's fine. Also, I think I might have killed my aunt's dog..
I just need to find someone whose kink is financial submission.
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