Maybe I lied like you did about your herpes.
You are not answering and I think it is because you spent 80 dollars worth of drinks on you hot cousin.
the women in the ladies room did not appreciate my innovation of turning a sink into a urinal
i am not listening to taylor swift on a pink ipod. totally not happening.
you don't understand, he speaks spanish and is tall. i have to do him.
I would take a bullet for Beyonce's baby
For months it was all good and well just having sex. Now, something in me has snapped and I'm dreaming of taking turtleneck Christmas pictures with him. Fuck you, we're going out tonight. I need this.
On the bad side I puked, but on the bright side I puked lettuce which was a new experiance
TONGUES ARE JUST MEAT TENTACLES IN OUR MOUTHS OMG
HOW ABOUT I DON'T WAKE UP TO THESE TYPES OF TEXTS
I could be busy drinking my face off and getting red white and bruised per usual
Well, it's a fine line between people-watching and boob-staring. It's a gray area. But we're in Paris. Let's leave it at that.
You know we have no secrets, right? I mean, you saw me shitting in a gift bag drunk and naked on Christmas eve.
I've got to stop fucking tourists. If Chicagos piazza is anything like their dicks. I'm moving.
This fucking storm better not ruin my sex plans this weekend
i dont believe you. i want proof. if you end up at a hospital send me a pic.
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