he's the Salvador Dali of pubic shaving
hey what are you doing
hooking up with some marlborough girl. shes gorgeous!
i texted you because i like you, and i told my freinds you were my fiance. but sine we're not dating you're not cheating and i'm pathetic
if you could put a roof over IU campus it would be the biggest whorehouse in the nation
I drank myself into bisexuality again.
If I don't come back from Italy with aids I did somethign wrong
I have too much pride to pick his chest hair out of my mouth again
I may be Daddy's little princess, but doesn't mean I can't be the blowjob queen.
I'm not a home wrecker but if one more married man with a yacht asks me to go scuba diving I'm NOT saying no
I'm trying to pinpoint the moment when "don't do anything I wouldn't do" became bad advise.
Side note: I just realized that I can make my hand warmers double as a heated push up bra.
He's 30 years old and woke me up for a hand job. Last time I go home with someone I met through Tinder.
After the day I've had, I can't decide if donuts or fireball would be the appropriate priority.
i don't know what happened one minute im stumbling home drunk and the next im drinking pabst and smoking with a french guy ive never met named hugo.
No no. Thank you. Killed multiple birds with one penis.
Lol. I liked you the most when we were banging random girls and trying to tag team everything. You were happier then.
Randomize
