Hi Jason, it's Liz. We dont need you to pick us up anymore. I dont care if you will be here in a milisecond. And you should know im wearing really amazing shoes.
Call it a failed empirical study as to whether drugs would make her more interesting. or at least better in bed.
you were sitting on the floor eating oats. how should i react?
i don't think i ever formally apologized for that time i threw up on your dog.... well...here it is...
They play video games, go on acid trips, and in times of need, are willing to donate plasma together. COUPLE OF THE YEAR.
I NEED to see if his girl has a sister.
he was inside of, then got up said "we don't want you having a baby," grabbed his car keys and left. so now i'm just sitting on his bed, wondering if he's coming back.
On a scale from 1 to the worst weekend of my life, that was an 11. I can see again, though.
I can't handle dick pics with conversational captions
He's interpretive dancing to Crazy by Britney Spears and expressing his feelings for either me or the guy next to us
He finger blasted me like an angel dude
How the fuck do you get a noise complaint filed against you at 9:30am on a fucking Tuesday?
I'm just down here gazing up into your ivory tower of nudes
I'm killing it this week, I've peed my pants and put my vibrator into the washing machine.
sending my old camp counselor nudes. childhood memory win or new low?
I just want to trace his tattoos with my tongue
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