so im kinda of nervous about the whole bust inside event last night
The last thing I remember is him grabbing my ass and telling me he knew where the jello shots were, so I followed him.
In a weird way, I don't want to stalk him on Facebook. I want to find out what's wrong with him the old-fashioned way. Is this what it means to be romantic?
I'm just waiting til he drunkenly pisses in his new man's car the way he always whipped it out and went Bellagio in mine.
Think of all the island guys I could have. Ah well.
You can not bait me into a "how Stella got her groove back" call and response.
I need to find parents that want to take care of a grown adult. I'm sure there's a website out there for that. Like a sugar daddy but sugar parents.
Your mother may get texts again about women putting dog food up their vaginas and asking for it to be licked.
It is clearly not my fault that you decided studying was more important than trying to bang our hot teacher for an A, so I seized the opportunity.
Have you ever got so drunk that you tasted the future?
just passed my midterm while getting a blow job. i love going to school online
Something about finishing sexting a guy and him going "well. I have to get ready for Passover now" really makes me rethink my life choices
No. I'm sorry but once your "would go gay for" list exceeds five people, you're bi. Get over it.
If you ever tell anyone I offered you boob squeezes for cheetos, I'll kill you
You know something is wrong with your lifestyle when you have to clean easy Mac cheese powder off of your scale
at least it's not cocaine like last time
I just volunteered myself to get tazed this should get interesting
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