she went to type in rate my professors and rate my pussy came up in my recent searches. needless to say, i will likely be masturbating to the aforementioned site tonight.
he doesn't care that i have a boyfriend so why should i?
logic in its finest
I would literally rather jam a rusty rail road spike into my cock than be here right now. The whore showed up and now I might smash my iPhone into my face repeatedly until I'm no longer consisting of any sort of life.
You were outside the bathroom the gay guy was puking in, screaming "IT GETS BETTER!" over and over again. Good message, poor execution.
I gave up. I'm crying over my notes. Oh, ya know, just another drunk finals week
I need to stop drunkenly getting naked. I'm losing all my favorite party clothes.
I defriended her. I just can't support someone whose profile picture is of their water birth.
Girl we've come a long way since our first Brazilian wax
I CRIED after phone sex. Am I gay?
How was my weekend? I just blew my nose and a gram of coke fell out. My weekend was fantastic.
Literally too hungover to pull out of the driveway. Tried 3 times and failed. I'm going back to bed.
Stop calling him just to say, "my vagina misses you."
Fyi - we're going to be eating those sandwiches in bed when you get home.
Facebook: “Hey you fucked on a diving board, you should probably should wish him a happy birthday”
i don't care if you are my best friend. does not give you the right to describe how well my sister gives blowjobs.
how about your cousin?
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