So i got in my car, the seats are leaned back, and soft soul music is playing. Wtf happened last night.
So he handed us the weed then asked us if we needed any papers. And she goes "i dont know what that means, do we need to sign something?"
The theme is smores and alcohol. Dress appropriately.
He asked me why my bellybutton was so ugly... and wondered why i wasnt in the mood anymore.
Idgaf if he's a manwhore, he's like the mt. everest of penises. howcan I NOT try to put that inside me?
Like do you realize his dealer came out with a gun and we laughed like it was all just fun and games...
Can I please come dance in my bra to destiny's child with you? I'll bring the wine and the glitter
On the upside I'm hairless from the waist down. On the downside, I just chemically burned my labia
watching spice world high feels so wrong yet so right
He really only has clothes, like 4 boogie boards, and a bong here.
I'm debating a nap but also debating breaking into the liquor cabinet
I don't want his dick, I want his flame thrower!!
I woke up naked with a Jason mask on and a fat lip. What happened last night?
I kinda wanna drive through the Gator bar parking lot and seeing if my panties are on they ground, they should be right next to my pride...
i cant hook up i'm covered in egg rolls
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