Sponge bath it is.
A guy in a sombrero stopped to take a picture with me sitting on the curb.
I just remember taking her cat for a walk around 3 am then falling asleep in a slide at the park
I left him a voicemail saying i went through with the abortion and he texts me back one thing... the bbm "phew" face. really?
No. My vagina is not the scapegoat for your poor decisions.
I swear to god if he wasnt on the fourth floor balcony and I wasn't to drunk to climb I would kill him
I got hammered with my chem professor at 4:30. I'm pretty sure that can't be topped by any real sort of institution.
I've been called an asshole for a lot of things in my life, but I never thought it would be because of potatoes
It hurts to hear and I can smell shapes.
I think you just miss his friendship.
I think it's his ability to give me multiple orgasms.
Your uterus is safe from my father's misconstrued prophecies.
Damn it. If you ever throw me again, take video.
You hit your head and proceeded to fall in the floor, curl up in my lap and make me rock you like a small infant. I was beginning to worry until you started to sing "Rock me momma like a wagon wheel".
that guy was staring at your tits.
nah, more like they were staring at him, and his girlfriend, and her less than adequate bosom. they pitied the fool.
point taken, oh mistress of the bosoms.
Do you think in an oreo forest they would have rivers of milk?
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