Drunken candy land NOW. Dont fight the urge... you want to.
I'm drinking in the hospital parking lot.
i'd like someone to explain to me why my clothes are all sticky. including my fanny pack. yes, this is a mass text.
Wheres my essay?
You mean the vodka drenched shreds of paper taped all over the walls of the hallway?
Am I allowed to compare getting cum'd on the face to a warm summer rain?
I thought it was a drawer and tried to pull it out and it wasnt a drawer it was the police call button. I hate everything.
A BJ like that needs to be recommended.
I didn't want to but I was drunk in a Disney bathroom with her and had a weak moment.
He kept sending me videos of his dogs while I was trying to masturbate. At what point does getting vagina-block apply?
Also I know you probably did not understand anything I said on the phone last night but thank you for pretending.
Drunk level: ugly crying in the bar upon discovery of sweet tarts and not smarties.
YOU SLEPT WITH A GUY WHO HAS A BILLBOARD IN HIS HONOR?
I feel like everything in my life has been preparing me for my future sex robot experience
You’re so close!!!
Unless you want to see me masturbate, I think skype is a no go for now.
Nothing quite like spending your evening singing Shania Twain I Feel Like a Woman barbershop quartet Style with some homeless guys outside of Keyport liquor. love Shania Twain. How's your Sunday?
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