I am not a stalker...i just bring a whole new meaning to the word love
I need to hang out with girls who make more mistakes
so i gave him head in the movie theater last night. thought we were alone til I heard the clapping from the other side of the theater after he'd finished.
I chased a girl up a staircase screaming because she had a cardboard cut out of James Dean which, at the time, I believed to my friend being held against his will
I totally just found ecstasy floating around in the bottom of my purse, it's almost like good karma from the time I lost that blow...but not quite
her vagina just converted me to Judaism.
I'm straight up riding in the back of my truck in a bean bag chair right now. Feet propped up and four loko in hand. Glorious.
He said I took his samurai sword off his wall and proceeded to jump off his porch at people coming home from the bar.
I tried to break it off with the married one. He offered to pay off my car.
The side bitch struggle is real.
Well, at some point in her life every girl has to decide how much weird she's willing to tolerate for hot tall banker cock
Don't worry you weren't as drunk as you thought. You only fell 4 times.
He apologized for cumming on my leg, but not for ghosting me for 3 weeks before :(
tonight's safe word is brought to you by the phrase "Ahhhhhh"
There were a lot of gay moments in between the Strippers and coke
So um... You probably shouldn't post that picture of me and your crotch just because that's a new level of raunchiness that I'm not willing to accept yet
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