you were stealing lawn gnomes and punching cars. I'm not surprised you got arrested.
ok this guy next to me just sat down with a no joke, 10,000 page book, popped an addy, cracked open a red bull and opened the book to page 1.
It was almost awkward to look at you naked while listening to Circle of Life. Just saying.
My blowjobs put them in a state of relaxation similar to that of getting hit with a tranquilizer. The fear comes after the sex.
Me. blonde. Sex. Dance floor.
Carrying your underwear around in your purse on Sunday morning is its own religious experience
that's all we do, eat and hve sex, eat and have sex. he thinks it's bad and that we need to talk more or whatever but I'm just not seeing the problem...
Just so you know my hand is still healing from where you drunkenly clawed me last Saturday
He's on the floor in just a Burberry tie. All my girl parts just tapped out.
I drank a girls breast milk at this wedding. Shit was next level
what i'd really like is a nice helping of naked boyfriend with a side of naked boyfriend.
Was having relations of the behind variety with my girlfriend. Based on where we were at I could see myself in the bathroom mirror. You know I did the Patrick Bateman point and wink at the mirror and turned on sissudio by Phil Collins.
You grabbed my shirt and said, "hope you're not attached" and ripped it off before I could answer you.
He plays guitar, sings like an angel, and acts like a gentleman. If I don't fuck him by the end of first semester, I'm dropping out
Sorry for peeing on your books last night. I wouldn't leave them next to the window anymore.
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