ENDLESS SCROLLING ON TUMBLR WAS MADE FOR HIGH PEOPLE!
My costume is made up of 4 inch heels and a firefighter costume I'm borrowing from the dramatic play area of my Pre-K classroom. I told you I could still be slutty on a teacher's salary.
The secrurity code on my debit card is 420, can not lose this card.
I want to let you in on my two latest life goals. Have a photograph of me squirting whipped cream into a midget's mouth, and have sex on a roof.
All i know is we had 4 people on a tandum bike, and told the cops we couldnt stop because our momentum was so good.
Quesedillas should not make me weep and drinking water should not make me feel like god is giving me mouth to mouth. Never again.
I just woke up tangled in fishing line while wearing someone else's bathing suit with fishes drawn all over me. What kind of sex did we have?
if i actually get asked out by my dealer what could happen?
i don't know, but it probably involves bathtubs full of weed
I cnant read. Cheetos goen. Help. Grt Cheetos.
I am not being the messenger for your booty call.
I spoon fed you cheerios when you were black out drunk. You owe me one.
god it feels good to gold a bottle of opiates again.
I think that typo was actually more appropriate than what you intended.
Pretend you're in a taco. That always helps me sleep.
Almost to my house to grab beer. And pants.
I'm about to play another round of who's panties are in my car.
Seriously, I really just burned my nipple making ravioli.. I'd explain, but no reasoning makes this acceptable:/
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