you're letting him buy you a plane ticket...to kentucky...so you can fuck him?
i know. i'm only adding to the interstate sex trade problem.
I'm sitting the next couple hours out. Puking in a potted plant really put shit into perspective for me.
Quick question... Can I call you daddy? Or would that just really made the whole 8 year age gap a bigger deal...?
Hes stumbling drunkenly around the streets of New York with a balloon vagina on his head. I'd say hes having a good night.
he called us the olsen twins. we also rapped ignition much to his dismay.
130 PACKAGES of glow sticks! The going rate of a rave is $38.30! GET READY FOR THE GLORGY!!!!!!!!!!!!
Siri just reminded me to pickup Plan B
Haha yeah this costume is worse than I imagined. I look more like a gothic hooker who caters specifically to creepy men with doll fetishes
dont iron anything. we fucked on the ironing board. details to follow.
I wonder how he feels knowing that he's the one who turned me gay
I feel like vibrating beds are just synonymous with venereal diseases.
I CAN FEEL MY HEART BEATING MY WHOLE BODY
I am serious when I say I think I broke a rib having sex with Kyle. It might be puncturing my lung. No lie. I might die today.
I love how fuckboys immediately become cultured when I tell them I’m an artist.
The first thing he said was that my underwear smelled like Trix but then he looked up at me and whispered "Silly rabbit, vagina is for me."
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