okay I may or may not have wrapped my body pillow up in your t-shirt and sprayed it with your axe and am now spooning with it.
again? I'm starting to get a little creeped out now.
there may or may not be knives in your bed. I would check
I had a guy present me his prison release form this morning as id
and being hungover still at 4 in the afternoon is NOT "having allergies"
you two really need to work out your issues. my vagina can't handle another week of your pent up frustrations.
If the cops knock on your door and ask if you saw anyone throw an orange out the window I was never there.
My middle name is suave and my vagina shoots rainbows, what else would you expect?
I was just sitting on the ground alone in fetal position shivering and chewing on my hand when she found me. ecstasy was not my best idea.
Come over. We're getting stoned and watching DogTV
And when I feel bad about myself I go to the library and suck my pen over an open book, counting the seconds until a guy sits across from me and tries to get my attention
So I got this new job… ever been fucked in a corner office before?
I'm only fucking women born in the 90s this summer
I'm sad about how hungover I'm gonna feel tomorrow.
She told me the only rule was that I couldn't cum on her Batman blanket.
I just learned that I could drop out of school and spend the rest of my savings on a giraffe are you free this weekend
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