white trash or talent: driving, 1 hand on the wheel, 1 holding a cell phone & talking & smoking without using hands..in an old beater pickup..
Both
girls mom is dying from cancer and she msgs me for a booty call. I guess people cope with their situations differently.
He's doing the single life. He recently finished like a 3 year relationship. You can't date him.
But I don't want to date him. I just want to look at him. Naked. And in my bed.
I swear if his heart was half the size of the cum stains he's left on my sheets we would have the perfect relationship
He snuck into my grandmothers house, broke her lamp, fucked me, then had breakfast with us the next morning. I am an awful granddaughter.
I managed to lose everything but my socks.. which stayed on all 6 times we had sex.
IDK but this explains my bloody dashboard.
We got the possum out of our house. We built a maze with our empty kegs and chased it with brooms.
Last time i carry you out of a forest
You asked me to pick a color between pink and purple, and I said orange; you told me, "okay, that's a truth question". Then you asked if I had ever deep-throated a cupcake...I didn't even know what to say.
Slutty summer 2013 has officially started. I did accidentally bite a dick though.
Does it still count as a valentine if it's drunk phone sex at 3 in the morning
I feel like dick that good should always be within a five kilometre radius of me.
You said too many real things and now I need to crawl back inside my protective fort of sarcasm, being an asshole, and sass
That portable toilet under the bed? Turns out it was a tuba. Explains alot.
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