forecast for tonight- shitshow with a chance of tbell
my version of bright and sunny.
So we made editble underwear with fruit roll ups and fruit by the foot
By the grace of god and the ingenuity of Alexander Graham Bell, this text message is made possibe: YOU ARE A WHORE
new level of vanity: sex dreams about deep throating myself...
I wanna tell red shirt guy I'm pregnant and use the abortion money for Coachella.
Let's get back to talking about you giving me a blow job.
Well I'm glad to hear the fight wasnt over his small dick.
I returned her cell phone that I found in the bathroom, I felt the stretcher and the ambulance was enough of a learning experience.
i am way too old to be getting fingered at work
Every time I get scared about the fact that I'm falling for him I remember that he juggles and is hung like a mastadon and everything is a-ok.
Yeah? Well I'm currently predrinking downstairs in my room by myself. Absolut and water with a hint of mint because I'm using the glass I keep my toothbrush in. Fuck, you bitches better get off work soon.
Now I'm obligated to stay and cuddle with her because the condom broke. Fuck.
Walking down the street, Bro bumping to 'still' by dre. Dropped his trash on the ground and aggressively sped up when his light turned green. If you still had love for the streets you wouldn't of fucking littered. Took everything for me not to yell at him. I know you would've.
no it was not a "magical experience". After we dropped, he just sat there staring at my laptop going "apple makes beautiful things".
and idk now I have nine bags of lettuce in my fridge
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