i friday night watching house. god, i need a life, friends, and a legitimate fake id.
There is no way when we get home that nothing will hapen
I'm outside your house...sorry I feel like I don't need formal invites anymore.
if it were possible I'd exchange my vagina for a diff one on the black market.
I got otter pops to cool the beers, it's an all around better idea.
I am at a striph cluv. They are ovealls everywhere. I have hot rock botto.
So not only just find my adoption papers that I didnt know about in my parents house, but they say "child shows some signs of mental retardation".
chinese tourists just took a picture of me....im pretty sure i heard the bus drive say something about shame.
how was ur day?
this is strictly sexting don't make small talk.
They sext over her pic comments. Role playing as wolves.
My pussy is making all kinds of justifications that my mind would have no patience for if it was still in charge
At least I'm doing lines with a notecard. That counts for something right
Only he would come to a strip club and talk about an internship with Walt Disney during a lap dance.
I was going through my mom's stuff to find her xanax, and I found her vibrators instead. Plural. That is like the opposite of what I wanted.
Why is there cereal literally EVERYWHERE?
It didn't follow directions.
Randomize
