I woke up this morning to 4 booty call texts. So i am trying to find the sign that says i like to sit on cocks so that i can take it off.
trust me, i wonder where that sign is on a daily basis.
just walked into the room and her sister said loudly, "do him, or I will."
I'm at a party with that guy you made out with on new years. He remembers your name!
dude we gotta go shopping. I made pancakes this afternoon and used them as sandwich bread.
Last night at the bar my fuck buddies found out about each other.
Wtf? What happened?
Not quite sure but they rock, paper, scissored to see who was taking me home.
im sorry, I just can't fuck a guy who can't receive picture messages
I hope this doesn't change things. I feel that me being a minor made it more exciting.
I say we get drunk before the exam tomorrow. At least then we have a valid excuse for failing.
Why is it only times like these when I'm scrubbing the cum stains off my futon before my family gets here that I seriously begin to question my life choices?
I miss the smell of you or some shit.
thanks for being the calm eye of my shit storm.
Got a text that the fed tax return dropped into my account just before getting on the first leg of my flights the Vegas. Fate? Viva Las Vegas!
I have to shave my legs first. I'm afraid tiny woodland creatures will fly out if he tries touches them.
Well, we ended up labeling the relationship. We are now each other's designated butt-toucher.
The candles are lit, the magic circle is drawn, now all we need to do is get naked and see how many orgasms we can manage.
Randomize
