marching band practice is quite the interesting soundtrack to sex
woke up with withdrawal cold sweats this morning. spring break must really be over.
I went to class with the sex aroma on me. The hot sun doesn't help much.
You sucked on the drag queens heel. It got that rough.
so why was i the only one who woke up with ham stuck to my ass?
aaaaaand im pretty certain i told that boy i just met that "his balls better be out tomorrow"
No clues in my phone. Only dialed call: my own social security number. And that was before 10:00pm.
I just made the answer to all my security questions "fuck you" with various levels of ! marks. I may regret this in the morning.
Seriously how many times do I have to sleep with him before he stops calling me dude
I found my hair extensions. They were in my hamper.
What is she getting? Last time we talked her behavior was conducive to getting a tramp stamp on her face.
Spent fifteen minutes in the car thinking i was psychic before i realized the cd was not on shuffle
By this time next year I expect us to have full time jobs that we can call out of so we can day drink on beautiful days like this. Oh, and grill.
No he's great. He's trying to do "sexy stuff" for me now, which is pretty hilarious. He stirred my daiquiri with his penis last night. He also tied a bouquet of flowers around it.
...You tried to use your wallet to call her after you gave your cell phone to the cab driver as a "peace offering"
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