i just realized that we are the poor version of bethenny and jill from real housewives... and I'm jill. this is a 6.5 on the depressing scale
at least we're not in new jersey
you kept yelling 'bird cage' in between songs and finally the lead singer stopped to ask if you meant 'free bird' and you said 'fuck you, i'm not gay', needless to say you were kindly escorted out
He has that cheese in a can and he's eating it. I have never seen that outside a goofy movie.
I never thought I would get head to the lion king soundtrack
my vagina has been out of service for wayy too long... this semester needs to start like right now
i chugged some hot sauce before i gave him head. i think a burning penis is a great way to say fuck you
i jsut waqnnna hugg thw crap outa sokme peoplee
This makes me miss penis. Not in a horny way... but in a sad, sentimental way.
The last thing I remember is sitting in a chair and him hand feeding me bell peppers
God loves me. So high, craving Jimmy Johns chips, looked down, unopened bag in front of me. Still doesn't feel real
So maybe I got drunk and hooked up with him in a hot tub? I mean that's nothing to be ashamed of, that kind of takes talent. I'd drown.
well it can jab him in the chin so I am 100% sure he can suck his own dick
There is someone out there for you right now. And we will find her. Or him. Her. Her, we'll start with tits.
You came down the stairs dressed as winnie the pooh and kicking cups off the table and out of people's hands
Howd it go?
Well we had the "no we're not fucking on the porch" conversation but then we totally fucked on the porch. So I'd say alright.
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