He was crying to my sister about feeling like a bad person. Then he groped my breasts.
"Party in the USA" was played at church youth group last night. It was like everything I enjoy hating was aligning against me.
her last google searches are 'cheap african safari' and 'what does lion taste like'
since we're both too lazy to go to each others house, you drink there, i'll drink here and we'll skype. it's the same thing.
Made a joint out of my Yale rejection letter. Life is grand.
"Hung over, tired and having a faint scent of some body butter and random pieces of glitter from a girl named gigi, almost arrested in drug bust, $40 Canadian in my pocket and all i got was this lousy Tshirt" shirts dont exist, but they need to
sometimes you just have to pull up your panties, blow a kiss to the security camera and walk out of the alley like nothing happened.
the threesome consisted of him fingering dana while i laid next to them watching how i met your mother.
"lets watch the sunrise" turned into "lets have sex on the roof at six thirty in the morning"
i'm just sitting here watching hocus pocus, eating takeout, and taking self esteem quizzes online while everyone is out partying. you tell me how my night is.
Well that's the first time I've woken up with wet jorts
No gay bar. My eyemake up looks like sex and Im using these dick daggers of mine tonight.
Usually I just ask myself "have I been naked here?" If the answer is no I correct the situation.
I was having a serious heart-to-heart, and then the weed gummy kicked in.
I'd like to know who hasn't seen my tits tonight.
Randomize
