So what's the moral of this story? Aside from 'lesbians hold grudges'?
Is it bad that John just came to my work to have sex with me bc I felt bad that he slept on his porch last night locked out and I missed all his calls?
Cumming on a girls face is guy code for you're not wife material.
Everything that you guys said happened came back to me. like a tidal wave of regret.
Is it ironic that the girl with the horse face is also on the equestrian team?
Just curious... Do you still have the cocks bracelet? You know, the one we pass around to whoevers been the biggest slut recently?
at first i was on the bathroom floor cuz i was hungover. now im just here because it is cool
FYI, announcing your arrival at jail with "Hi,yes, I'm checking in? I believe I've reserved a bed, a 2 night stay this weekend?" is, in fact, frowned upon
He told me he loved me. I didn't know what to say so i just squirted the baby oil at him
apparently I stole your wolf lighter. probably bc you made me howl while you puked over your deck railing.
The only thing I know is that these arent my shoes and Aaron is missing and he has my house keys.
And I'm bringing my coffee cup of wine.
I WAS SURROUNDED BY HAIRY BALLS ALL ALONE.
I will be DAMNED if anyone but me breastfeeds my cat.
he’s basically the devil with a fuck boy hair cut and chlamydia
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