i met a boy and i'm in lovvvvveeeeeeee and we're going to vegas and getting marrrrrriiiieeeeedddddd!
let's be honest with each other here, that's about the worst idea you've ever had. you need to walk this one off.
ohhhh fuckk. chicks a dude.
i wish i could swallow nair and shit it out and it would get rid of all my ass hair.
I have some memory of taking a dump in a guitar case.
mom found the triscuts in her underwear drawer, its done.
she was stripping to whiskey lullaby. most depressed boner.
I can't even type what I drank. I'll throw up
we probably should not get naked in my neighbor's garage again. just sayin
I'm doing blow on my fuzzy rug
Come join me
I'm getting a collar when he gets back in to town! That's like the bdsm equivalent of getting his class ring!
It's getting harder and harder to fake orgasms as I get older.
It's all part of my master plan: have him buy me all I can eat pizza and all I can drink beer AND THEN tell him there was no spark and we're better off as friends.
I'm sorry you're hurting. Would a picture or my erect penis help?
I woke up with a captain's hat on my desk.
Puked in the trash can. Took a bite of someone's breadstick and kept dancing and drinking
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