perhaps when you are drinking red wine from a tall glass with a straw it is time to call it a night.
She has a concussion we think. Dancing to barbie girl.
Okay, just a casual question: how did i manage to get grass stains on the inside of my bra?
Was last night real? Did I lick your forehead while you laid in between my legs while we laid next to your boyfriend?
And on the seventh day, God carefully sculpted your cock to fit perfectly into my masterpiece of a vagina. Then he rested. Look it up.
Wake up, take the dog to the trails, puke in the woods. More days should start like this.
It's a given that you're going to get peed on at a country concert
he forgot we were at my place and not his so he tried kicking me out of my own apartment by saying "so, you can go whenever you want...."
We were high as shit. We argued for like ten minutes about going to Dunkin Donuts and then just ended up rolling down hills. Thanks for the weed.
The other day I was really high and I felt like my words were coming out of my mouth in flowers...I don't know.
Yes. That was the exact moment of my conscience clicking into instant high alert.
you can't get cum all over my hair and then tell me you just want to be friends
...and that's why girls with IBS don't paint their nails
For a girl who cried from fear the last time she was asked out, this. Is. TERRIFYING!
We are gonna play a game I like to call what the fuck is in my pocket
Randomize
