I woke up this morning and was hoping we drank enough last night to have a unicorn drawn on my wrist. Good News: We did.
There are traffic cones in the living room. One of them is yours.
Please stop sending me picture messages of your shit. Seriously. I don't care if it looks like popcorn chicken.
Maybe if you date her you can take a dump on her
its like think what a normal person would think but completely the opposite.
Can you really blame Steve Phillips? He went to Michigan. Plowing fat girls is a 100-level course there.
I used the word aforementioned in my paper. That's an automatic A in community college.
I KNOW. I'm like, ew who are these ppl. And then I remember I'm traveling to New York to accidentally hook it with two different dudes in one weekend.
i wish i coudl send you meat via computure
She's pathetic and vulnerable..and short. Thats his type.
The things happening in my intestines right now should only ever happen at truck stops and frat houses.
I plan on showing these boobs to so many people that by the end of it ill just have a shirt of beads.
We climaxed at the same time during ain't no mountain high enough. Does it get more cheesy or domestic for a non relationship?
And all i could do was bury the part of me that felt guilty for cradle robbing and put on my dick swallowing bib.
Dont ask questions just say words. where can i find plan b?
Randomize
