due to concerns over safety, the theme of the 'naked fondue party' has now been changed to the 'naked fondue party with optional apron' please b.y.o.apron. extra prizes for most creative apron.
I remember seeing LSAT prep books and thinking "Whose room is this? I should be hooking up with them instead."
I do have sympathy for you. It's just not going to manifest as a blow job.
No, my body just knows its the weekend and wants to rage. Very different from alcoholism
You do realize there's a subtle difference between not remembering your outfit from april 17th of last year vs forgetting that last night you undressed in the street and were grabbing every dick you could reach, right?
the intervention consisted of my aunt taking me to chuck-e-cheezs and telling me that this was my future - either as a mom or as a waitress - unless i stopped fucking around.
did she buy you pizza?
We're doing it in the traditional way of discussing why we dislike each other while sharing a bowl. Just like the natives do.
Maybe it's just my body's way of telling me I don't need pinky toes. Like I'm the next evolutionary leap or something...
If you want me to retract my crazy cat lady comments pictures of yourself dressed as a cat are not the way to do it.
do you ever wish you could like, jerk your heart off and be, like, emotionally satisfied? it'd feel like cuddling.
Why did this happen to me why did I have to meet him if I could go back in time I never would have grabbed his dick
Damn, well, it could always be worse
For sure, I could be a prison bitch right now. Thursdays aren't half bad
You can't just walk around stealing hats from drunk boys and peeing in bathtubs. Turn down.
Sooo I ended up ugly crying at the drive thru window at 10 pm last night....how was your valentine's day?
Well what did you order
I wanna riverboat gamble on your vaginal waters. Just sayin
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