I don't know if it's her mysterious past or atrocious grammar, but I think I'm in love.
That should be a holiday. like easter. but bulges instead of baskets
my self respect just called, its having a good time without me
will you please stage a drunk girl intervention and tell him that his chain is severely harming his chances of getting laid tonight?
Get a piano. I want to have sex on it.
I though us hooking up in the field was your way of saying you were an outdoors person
You gotta hand it to him. 6 hours in a new town and he's already fuck someone, had his ass kick by her bf, and rounded up a posse of people to kick this guys ass.
I'm an approx 70% certain someone switched my UV Blue for Windex - just as volatile as you might think.
At this point, just throw that mattresses away. Or bronze it and display it as a testament to your shame. either is good.
No more chicken and waffles served by drag queens at 2 AM. :(
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
I mean really am I setting up a snapchat when I'm 40 so I can send nudes to my 23 yr old bf? yes, yes I am. Where is my life heading.
He looks like an accountant with a secret kinky candy filled center.
He just got really stoned and kept complementing my ponytail
I was not drunk enough for that final.
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