I wish his dick was as long as his hair.
I just want to go some place where I can have a nice night. Grind on men who speak no English, make out with a girl, and not feel judged.
He asked me why my bellybutton was so ugly... and wondered why i wasnt in the mood anymore.
Someone changed my text signature to "Also, I think I might be gay" last night. Also, I think I might be gay
well my dad not being home definitely made it less awkward to walk in carrying the bra I left wearing.
side note. good thing you didn't come to drunk breakfast. we were judged by children.
Honestly I will go to church for him, I will even try to quit smoking for him. But his dick is not worth losing alcohol. He sure as fuck isn't taking away our wine nights.
Whatever you didn't send me pics of you topless making bacon
You're cock blocking me from my own boyfriend. What kind of shit is that?
I draw, I play three woodwind instruments, I press buttons for eight hours at work and Im studying to be a gynecologist... I guarantee I can make you squirt, babe.
We need to stop going on dates to the strip club.
It's gonna be like a sexual version of A Christmas Carol in my house in a few days.
It was like the icing on a beautiful fuck boy cake.
Over 14,000 people at my school and the kid I went home with last night is IN MY FUCKING LECTURE
there's crying, and people are upset, and there's a love triangle, and a broken heart, and so much estrogen
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