bobby jindal makes me wanna cover my ears. you make me wanna smile.
He proposed that we "bone". I've completely given up on boys.
As it would turn out, "jesusssssss" is not the password to enter Faith Chapel's wifi network.
If your pregnant with his baby maybe we can start getting weed for free.
you kept naming everything at the party...like "boy i'm going to make out with" and "table i'm going to dance on later"
Ok I might come if this chair quits being so great...I'm also seeing this bush in the corner turn into a witch
I woke up to my dog puking on my bed. Looks like it was a successful night for us all.
Would you wanna look up as you cum and for a split-second see your dad?
It's official. This guy and I are going gay for each other. We're tasting the fucking rainbow.
I owe you cheese. The drunk munchies don't acknowledge food ownership.
OMG BTW REMEMBER HOW HE ORDERED PIZZA THAT ONE TIME WE HOOKED UP. APPARENTLY HE WAS HANDING IT OUT TO PEOPLE WHO LIVE IN MY BUILDING AS HE WAS LEAVING
It's astonishing how many Ludacris lyrics you know
I can't tell if you're talking about my pussy or Cape Cod.
Thus began an intricate shell game of nude cardigan photos
I'm going to draw something on my chest and I need to incorporate my nipples. Any ideas?
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