omg, he ripped it...he ripped my vagina...best. night. ever.
She says ass holes are for stuffing, the verb, not stuffing, the noun.
how's this sound. You, me a box of pink franzia and a night full of possibilities in your basemen. I'll be me. You be you. And we'll see where it goes
I'm totally counting that party when he kept putting his hands down my pants as a date.
Of course, I believed he would find me irrestible...sloppy drunk, chugging from a bottle of chardonnay, and completely naked because those kids stole my clothes as I was swimming on their private beach
Please don't tell me I was shouting "I'm bleeding from my vagina" in front of my ex-boyfriend and his new girlfriend.
I hope our bodies realize that workaholics starts tomorrow and will be well enough to handle the hell we are going to put them through. amen.
Apparently after I threw up I put my socks in the toilet......
I was dancing with a blow torch in one hand and a bowl of weed in the other
Okay, I just got to our real hotel and the YMCA may have been a better choice. A man w/ no shirt on
So now I'm lying here in bed taking notes from Teen Mom... I fucked up
I put ketchup in a girls hair last night. I need a sorry balloon
no he just sat there holding the hammer and grinning insanely
I sure hope so...I wonder if he could tell in that email that I'm really good at blow jobs. Hopefully he heard that tone. Any means necessary.
It was funny for a while but 3 days later I still can't walk and I've constructed a diaper-like contraption to hold the ice pack on my vagina.
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