let's makeout let's makeout let's make out let's make out
I didn't realize how hung over I was until I rolled over and the world rolled over with me.
He bought me shots at the bar as his way of of paying me back for Plan B
His body is just chiseled out of sex. I would let that man do anything to my body. Including fuck me while my parents watch
This will never work out with him unless I somehow learn how to unhinge my jaw like a python.
See, it wasn't that I broke my nose having sex. Its that I forgot about the bedposts...
There's a dead squirrel in the freezer. Is that what you stopped to get out of the road last night?
At least I will not still be rolling when I pick up this animal. Thats a good development in five years
Also CANADIAN LIPS TASTE OF MAPLE SYRUP AND APOLOGIES. SORRY.
I bought Plan B for the first time and an interview outfit today. You could say my life is improving.
You put on a bike helmet, yelled "doesn't matter fuck it" then punched a stick the fire
I need a beard to bite.
Do him. As soon as possible and as often as possible. That's what Oprah would say
Btw, apparently no one knows who ordered the pizzas for the after party, no one paid, and the delivery lady made a celeb shot, took a beer, then said she'd be back later to finish up the game...
Pillow talk was a high five, this morning she made dinosaur muffins for the house. I love chapel hill
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