i just google imaged poop.
you don't seem to understand just how much pasta i spilled on my bed last night.
i am positive it's ok to drink. it's just pieces of the plastic knife i forgot was in the blender.
I can't believe I cried over a sausage mcmuffin.
i didnt think "maybe you should take over" was a good thing to say when i couldnt get it up
How do you feel about fucking me quick and then me leaving to go do arts and crafts?
we knew we'd be okay when we walked up to the dealers house and he asked us to please be quiet as to not wake his nana.
Is it sad that i just saw my moms thumb on the table & i instinctively put mine down cuz i thought she was thumbmaster?
Michelle asked what I was wearing tonight. I responded with a g-string and plastic wrap. I've gotten no response since.
He showed up in booty shorts and no shirt and said dont laugh dont ask questions and give me a fucking final and no one in class said anything we just sat there speehless
Dude if her licking my face hammered isn't love I don't really want to know what love is.
Thats Poetry
Evvvvvveryone knows we hooked up in the DJ booth. People call it the BJ booth now. I've created a legacy
There are many penises to be discovered and claimed tonight
We're like Lewis and Clark
Last night was incredible. I can tell by the nacho cheese on my jacket
So many questions so I’ll prioritize. How did I survive last night?
Randomize
