think what you will about my sexuality, just get the cigarettes
whatever. i fb stalked him and his pic comments are witty. so i'm going for it.
I'm at Lowes and I'm constantly looking for things to vomit in, just in case
eye of the tiger was playing while i pooped... it totally helped.
He said I taste like butterscotch, licked me, then I'm pretty sure he wet his pants. So no, I do not want to invite him over.
i have my own cum on my nose right now. don't talk to me about "embarrassed".
No. Do you know how much this carpet cost? If she comes over, you put down towels this time. i'm so not kidding.
And in my birthday dress, with my friends, i peed on myself in line for the club. Still went in and partied. I remember pieces
if I just puked into my own hand, but then cleaned it up quickly, quietly, and calmly, am I still a trainwreck?
I was grinding on him when mosquitoes starting biting us and ruined every damn thing. I just wanted to fuck on a slide under the stars. It's every girls dream.
would you like to venture to the magical clitoris forest?
I need a conscience and I need it yesterday.
I wanna die. I can't recall the last time I was happy that doesn't involve your hand touching my butt.
Holy shit, we're married as fuck.
hurry up. it's a friday night and i'm drinking in my office by myself. wearing a stewie griffin costume. the cleaning lady is judging me.
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