thx for the lesson on dirrty dancing
So what's the moral of this story? Aside from 'lesbians hold grudges'?
there is a baby dancing on the table amidst the smoke of multiple cigarettes. i want to trade lives with that baby.
no more duck duck goose at the bar
Let's get one thing straight; we aren't in a relationship. We fuck and occasionally go to subway.
Need you on the dancefloor. Hungry and lonely.
It's a goat... but where the fuck did it come from?
Fell asleep in the library, woke up because I almost let out a sleep fart. That was close.
Just read 119 best sex positions. I wanna try 107 of them. Can I put you down for 50?
Its almost 1 am and u wanna get together and cry naked
I have an aggressive hickey on my shoulder and it actually hurts.
There were firefighters and a fire truck up the street. I asked what was wrong and their exact words were "Just a tiny explosion; it'll be all right"
We couldn't leave for the bar until he spent 10 minutes adjusting his vaporizer. I want to drown him in beard oil.
I've come to the conclusion that my issue is I'm not fucking a guy with a headboard
Just realized that my booty calls are vastly ranging in penis sizes.
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