That should be a holiday. like easter. but bulges instead of baskets
I vomitted in the hotel where they film gossip girl last night. Everywhere.
Apparently i was peeing on things and marking my territory. I broke their light socket too. Needless to say im banned from their apartment.
I'm not a creep or anything, just a lost soul looking for a good lay
I had fun. Till he melissa etheridged my ass and came to my window.
Somebodaw call 311 postw fire bunso on vietena floorwnkd
nope, if she's going to skank it up with ginge-a-saurus douche she deserves the silent treatment.
If it carries over into the weekend I would be glad to nurse your vagina back to health.
I ended up at home with a random bird sculpture and flowers
I don't want to be Eskimo brothers with your dad
Whatever. I'll take my new fine ass dick sucking nails elsewhere.
Apparently I've texted the word shitfucked so much it auto-completes it now.
Well, he was practically tripping over his dick to get to me so I'd say my new dress was successful
I want to ride that like one of the Horsemen of the Apocalypse- with bourbon in hand and without mercy.
I expected my Sunday morning walk of shame dressed as a sexy Dorothy would get some scorn, but nobody seems to even care
That’s because it’s 2020. The slutty costume walk of shame is a refreshing reminder of a time when wearing masks and catching communicable diseases was a right of passage, not everyday for the foreseeable future.
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