Let's just say there is a bloody hand print above my bed and it's not mine. Literally.
i wish i could "like" people's thoughts in real life like i can on facebook
you can....by speaking....
I'll listen to your side of the story when you stop being such a whore.
this text is just filler to avoid a lull in the conversation
her parents were awake and in the next room. i think i deserve a big fucking medal for that orgasm.
This is part your fault too. Don't tell me your dishes are unbreakable and not expect me to prove you wrong.
We broke the shower door. Completely off. His roommates were not happy but I sure was
I was the only one at the party that didn't get their name taken by the police. I'm convinced that I'm the main character of Ferris Bueller's Drunken Adventures.
that's all we do, eat and hve sex, eat and have sex. he thinks it's bad and that we need to talk more or whatever but I'm just not seeing the problem...
Just from watching vine I come to conclusion that all pornstars are dog hoarders.
Sometimes I just want to kiss you without you pulling ur cock out and waving it at me
On a unprofessional note, there's a new girl in photo.
That wasn't unprofessional. The fact that I'm going to fuck her is unprofessional.
I'm not dropping acid and watching game of thrones with you. That just sounds like a disaster waiting to happen.
I made out with the hosts' boyfriend, infront of her, drank way too much, slept in my car and convinced everyone that I'm really a nice person. If that's not skilled lying, I don't know what is.
I choose my mates solely based on size and ability. No cuddles. No sleep overs. Definitely no repeats.
Randomize
