I vomitted in the hotel where they film gossip girl last night. Everywhere.
No, you dont understand, he literately fucked me into a new hairstyle, quite nice too.
Don't make me out to be the bad guy. You practically MADE me cum on your food.
We'll both be dead in approximately 72-96 hours, with you bringing your liver out of retirement again, Favre.
Some guy just bought a handle of cuervo, a curling iron, and a power drill. Paid with a jar of change. I'm torn between avoiding him and befriending him..
He cheated on me in real life. I can cheat at words with friends.
Casually brushing the Bacardi out of my hair. It's a good time to ponder regretting everything that happened last night.
It's like a teen mom casting at the Obgyn's office. I feel great about my positive life decisions.
Shoot me. Oh my god shoot me. My moms ex "likes assholes"
The dysfunction is strong in this one.
OMFG. JUST WALKED IN ON A DUDE JERKING IT IN THE MCDONALDS BATHROOM
Stall or urinal?
We need to know if his feet match his cock.
she told me id be a great addition to their lesbian community and shes giving me sex eyes from across the room. come get me NOW
Give me the sexing that I truly desire and I will reveal to you the mysterious location of the PBR's
It was some weird herd predator-evasion instinct. All 15 of us took off running in different directions, and the two cops just stood there, perplexed. They had no idea who to chase.
Randomize
