you never know, standards drop, they turn gay, shit happens.
So i closed my laptop as i started to fall off my bed and then i caught myself and realized that moment of catching myself is the difference between tuesday and friday.
Well, I didn't bring a notebook or any paper to class. Should I take notes on the sugar packet, lace thong, or condom wrapper that instead are in my school bag?
We're past the whole "Did she just try to finger my ass?" Stage. Now it's encouraged.
What would you do if you came home and i was in nothing but the table cloth?
I want to be done crawling through windows but the sex is too good to stop...but I'm running out of excuses for where the bruises on my legs are coming from.
he was holding the bottle like a running back yelling for security and the national guard as he was being tackled
I just wanna lay in my bed all bundled up as have someone feed me lettuce
They tried to convince me I broke Alex's nose. Also they stranded me on the roof.
That's what they get for locking a drunk laxer in Mitch's car.
she said she wouldn't go home with me until she looked up my name in her sex offender app. do i really give off that vibe?
Yeah. It's not just the beard either.
I can't believe I'm giving you play by plays of this sexting convo. It's like a three way he doesn't know about.
That amount of times your family has seen my boobs is getting ridiculous.
We just saw two bitche in pink capris jazzercising down the road. On Thanksgiving.
Dear sober self, your keys are on the table in front of you the only way your typing this is with autocorrect goodnight love you
He sent me a snap with the dog tongue filter. I might have to bench him.
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