I wouldn't necessarily call it an addiction, more of a passion. I'm habitually passionate.
He was putting purell on my boobs saying "they need to be clean for later." He hadn't had a drink all night
She took a break from repeating "my face is still buzzing!" to say that the phantom of the opera could be here
I've started grabbing my boobs in front of my lesbian philosophy professor so she'll give me a better grade. It's working...
Haha pretty bummed I didn't stay night yesterday after the bj fest you described
no, that was the night I slathered your dick in the icing from my birthday cake
Is tonight a drink a little and reminisce kinda night, or a drink everything and pray kinda night?
Well if you're drunk enough to make some mistakes this week I'd be down to redeem myself for my poor performance.
There was probably a tattoo above her soulless vagina that read 'it's a trap!' Yet you ignored it
When he wears his hair down and sandals, he looks like Jesus. A Jesus I would fuck.
That's not what Jesus is for
just like cleaning my room and being more organized in my life. more so just making sure a toaster doesn't end up in my car again for 2 months
My phone just put together a highlight reel of yesterday's dick pic session, set to music and everything
I should probably eat a Plan B. Pill for breakfast. Happy Halloween.
I made out with my moms boyfriends son last night. Thanksgiving is gonna be reeeal fun!
I wanted to have a threesome but they’re TOO HETERO
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