Its about making memories worth repressing
i just got a clause named after me in the 'alcohol and drug use' section of the handbook. this is certainly a warning sign.
So two questions...why am I covered in muffins and are there pictures of this.
I had to ask him for the scissors while I was in the shower. My hood piercing was stuck in my loofah.
you say it like running around in your thong wasted is a bad thing
God and karma are having a fucking field day with my body today.
We had to leave after he was in the middle of the street yelling "Balls of Steeeeeeeeel!!"
For once I want to have sex without having to google the after effects of it.
I knew from the second he called his penis glorious that I was meant to sleep with him
it was fucking weird. cops showed up but they appreciated our 3 story bong. and then some girl tried to steal our cheese and butter
It was like a Thanksgiving meal, which you spend 8 hours cooking, and the family wolfs down in 20 minutes. All that flirting and build-up for like 90 seconds of pumping and he was gone in a flash, never to be heard from again.
I'll just give him your contact info, and you'll somehow manage to get laid. Which will make me feel like your vagina's agent or something.
Have you ever given your heart and soul to someone and they turn out to be nothing but a great fuck that makes a mean grilled cheese because same
My party ended early and I have a mountain of shrimp and weed
I want you
Nvm, now I want someone who replies to my booty-call texts faster
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