dude, my face is all kinds of fucked up right now. and don't even start with i told you so...
It was weird to see you drinking wine out a glass instead of a red cup today
four days late. damn you, makeup sex. you win again.
it was like brushing your tongue but with a fucking long toothbrush.
I can't cum and do my makeup at the same time.
Dude its 315 and I'm sitting here eating slices of cheese. Don't talk to me about tomorrow.
I was really sad when you left and cried. And i don't know what a face promise is, but apparently i made you make one.
I don't remember much of half-time. I do remember climbing onto the roof of the fraternity and telling people I was going to stargaze in French.
There are rocks in my bed. And dirt all over my face. Explain?
I was super proud of him for making a mature relationship decision, and then I remembered that he cheated on her. With me.
I like how I just yelled in the window at Mcdonalds drive thru, got his number and then fucked. it was like I ordered a happy meal that only can be had after midnight.
my nose is crying tears of wow.
You can trust me. I'm unemployed and not wearing pants.
summer in europe = liver of steel
I accept that challenge.
I know her cup size but not her name....
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