So I have to ask... did I meet your lumberjack expectations? I mean, minus the red flannel and all.
I feel great
I just peed on a car
I don't think he understands the importance of corndogs. Or condoms for that matter.
dizzyuy bat. 3.453 lkos. hoit sx, now im single. blackouteed
I should start riding the bus again so I can drink all day
did i try to light ur hair on fire with a sparkler at the club saturday?
You made a glowstick headband with a helium balloon tied around it and climbed a tree in high heels. I was impressed.
Please rescue me. but take your time, im getting pizza
But he's not just anonymous male genitalia anymore. I've met him, I've seen his face.
And I'm determined to make an Eiffel Tower happen sometime. I just don't know who will take the pic (first world sex problem?)
I refused to call him anything but Drake eyebrows all night.
In two separate occurrences, I could have avoided getting my heart broken, and chlamydia, all with a left swipe.
Fuck me first. Then we can craft and watch Terminator 2.
Tomorrow has nothing to do with the threesome
I am the one with the vagina. I get to call it.
how do do this?
do what? Keep standing? Choose between 2 guys?
keep making boys cry?
Randomize
