I am in a vortex of obligation.
It only happened twice. Once we used extra virgin olive oil and once I used saliva and brute force.
he only lasted 2 minutes. he said it was because i was so pretty. i'm not sure what to feel right now.
I woke up with ten beers in my bag that hoarded at the party last night. Rally? Its five somewhere.
So when I got her home I realized being a lesbian again isn't like riding a bike...
I can trace it back to that drunken night where we peed on each other in the shower.
the creek. my friends left me at a party next thing i know im in a breaststroke relay race with a bunch of randos in the dark
Within 24 hours, I went to a feminist documentary screening with two state reps and you hate fucked a rent-a-cop on the helipad of your hospital. Somewhere our lives went in different directions.
I still make more money.
Right as the plane left the gate the brownies kicked in. I dont think the guy next to me appreciated my engine noises as we took off
I found a briefcase foll of fireworks in my old bedroom...that's an appropriate thing to bring to a wedding, right?
Look man if you're looking for a voice of reason, you're talking to the wrong woman.
Knowing there are different types of spiders in different countries and regions makes me never want to travel.
Tell him you want to lick his face. Didn't work for me but might turn out better for you idk
Okay, so is being determined to have my vagina licked by a woman on Valentine's day an acceptable goal?
Seriously, I really just burned my nipple making ravioli.. I'd explain, but no reasoning makes this acceptable:/
i have a lot of questions about the picture quality/lighting/motion/gravity of the balls...
Randomize
