I mean, he was my book buddy in 1st grade. The kid taught me how to read, the least I could do was give him head.
he put a lighter in my cleavage and said "you're like another pocket!"
I turn the corner to find her walking in the front door in a tee-shirt, two different shoes and no pants. All she said to me was "I'm sad"
I was chocking and even did the sign for it..And you continued to just laugh
And then I asked the bartender for my third shot and he told me he had to cut me off at two because this was in fact a family fun center
Fucking finally I'm about to die from sobriety over here
You should never talk to him again. Unless its you knocking on the door and punching his dick.
I mean, who doesn't have an ex involved with bath salts?
SERIOUSLY WHY DOES EVERYONE INSIST THAT THEY NEED TO SEE MY BOOBS
Because there's a shortage of perfect breasts in this world. You should start charging for viewings.
We were sitting outside of the building and he literally just walked up with no pants on. This is the best college ever
You were drinking whiskey from a beer bottle i dont know what you really expected...
I just drove my booty call to his booty call, if that isn't spreading the love, I don't know what is.
So my family just woke up on Easter morning and shared a bowl. That's bonding😊
Pride log, day two. Noticing more bruises and scrapes. Liver functions probably very lowered.
Lunch?
Massage?
Spanking with handcuffs?
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