my brother is about to go smoke a joint outside... he's preparing his munchies on the counter beforehand. I admire his responsibility.
i keep seeing random pieces of my outfit all around town.
You have like just as much sex as me and I have a brand new bf. That does not add up. That is not right.
I can dream in two languages, but it's still about ripping a bong.
I'm pretty sure I just need an IV drip of Plan B at this point...
Pretty sure my boner drove me home. Like it didn't just do the steering it was the gas and brake too..
I opened the door and his girlfriend was standing there; we made silent, prolonged eye contact as I quietly put on my panties and left.
I can not believe he edited a picture of our three way and made it his profile picture
Eating power bars and masterbating... That's kinda my life right now. Is this what having a boyfriend means?
Can we make love to the Space Jam soundtrack?
I legit feel like I had sex with Joey Fatone. Is that weird?
The reason why I poison my organs is so that you guys can't sell them.
fyi: first time in five days i havent washed my birth control down with liquor. when are we going out tonight?
You threw him in the dryer?
He went in of his own accord. Mumbled something about experiencing the blossoming of popcorn.
was having sex but got distracted... he instragramed a pic of his crotch
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