Sorry, I have to go home and feed my nepotisms
Sorry, I can't talk, there's a herd of nepotisms headed my way
please pick me up with an explanation of why i shacked in a trailer with a guy who doesnt have a car.
OMG! Someone dumped chocolate soft-serve in the bathroom! Dibs!
We discussed our relationship status. We're dating exclusively. And the conversation was followed by him saying "C'mon baby, let's make you orgasm!" .....I'm gonna marry him.
Eventually the creepy theater major quirks will come out. Probably in bed. Like role playing as the Phantom of the Opera
this must be what syphilis tastes like
Im just a social blackout drinker.
Im pretty sure by the fifth subway ride after going in circles the four times prior, we all just accepted that we werent making the concert and should instead enjoy our magical weed and tequila laced journey.
DICK PUNCH EXTRAVAGANZAAAAAA!!!!!
All of her cloths were on our coffee table this morning. The only things she left with last night were her shoes and Scott
I ran into my boss at the liquor store on our lunch hour we both just stood there awkwardly until i was like your car bar or mine hahaha we both need a cab
did you just say you're too stoned to fool around? okay we're over.
You continued to run around saying "free the nipple" while "taste testing" every liquor on the premises.
It's not even a normal fucking affair I've found myself in. It's a fucking bdsm clusterfuck.
do nipples grow back?
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