I just rolled a joint with a page from On The Road by Kerouac. I have never felt like more of a hipster.
U sang "shots, shots, shots" then walked 2 ur top drawer and threw socks everywhere singin "SOCKS, SOCKS, SOCKS!"
I think you're asking the wrong person. You don't understand. Like I would fuck the act of fucking itself if I could.
its family weekend so i'm givin my little bro a tour of everywhere ive thrown up on campus
Sadness tears and throw up everywhere
Would you wanna look up as you cum and for a split-second see your dad?
All I know is I want him to tie me up at least twice a week and I have an overwhelming urge to cook for him. Could this be love? I'm so confused....
Next time she asks for a ride to her "cousins" house and it turns out to be a booty call we're charging her for each mile.
So that advice that humming stops you from puking? Yeah no, just puked through my nose.
I was wondering why are people staring at me til I realized I was bra-less with a lei around my neck
I think I puked in the middle of sex last night if that's any indication as to how drunk I was.
Your vagina is not a steamboat from the 1800's
in fetal position in his closet not sure if he knows im here... hugging his spongebob cake pan i stole.... now please come find me..
beggars cant be choosers....im desperate and he has a dick. he checks all the boxes.
don't worry dude i have your phone, text me when youre gonna come get it
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