google image searching george stephanopoulos at 1 AM on a saturday night...once again
she's in the bathroom. spitting in the trashcan. not throwing up. just spitting and singing bad romance by lady gaga.
thatta girl
he told me he once ran a blackmarket liquor store out of his house. thats all it took for me to go home with him
Ive created a fbook group called "threesome" and invited two girls. Im not going to say a word and just see what happens.
why is my forehead so bruised?
i found you outside knocking on the door with your head because you couldn't lift your arms.
This storm betta not fuck with taco tuesday
The other day I was really high and I felt like my words were coming out of my mouth in flowers...I don't know.
Why is my car covered in what appears to be salsa verde?
So I just got drugs from a house with a giant cross on it. Thank you, Jesus.
There are both cum and chocolate stains on my sheets. Can't decide whether this is a new low or a new high.
In between explaining the best feminist lenses for the myth of Persephone and doing vodka shots with my friends she dragged me into my car and gave me an Earth shattering blow job. Honestly I think I'm in love.
One time she showed me her pierced nipples in our high school locker room and now she has a daughter
I'm officially removing you from my nudes recipient list on snapchat.
Well we found Mark's missing underwear. They're pinned up on Mike's trophy wall.
Ben Franklin would totally be a furry.
You're smoking weed and checking Tumblr I take it?
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