I just remembered we were doing butt clenching exercising with bar straws last night
It was like a drunk episode of Dora the Explorer. In English.
my 12 year old sister just told me how admirable it was that i felt comfortable going out with my friends dressed "like that"
his mom and i are swapping prescript pills..totally mother in law material.
i hate always having to make my eye shadow look really good since my eyes always end up closed by the end of the night in pics
To say he's a good fuck is like saying the beatles had a bit of success. My vag is still mourning the fact he moved.
The puppy is a lightweight. 3 beers and he's passed out on the floor already. I repeat, the puppy is a lightweight.
She passed out in his mom's bed and when we went to go get her she went 'no its cool I live here'.
I need to think of the best way to tell this boy he's not getting his pants back
Like her Facebook page isn't even hers. It belongs to her tits. It's Titsbook
I swear that when we jog in the morning I can hear it slap between his thighs
how am i in montreal? thats like a 3 hour train ride. i remember nothing.
just call my name and ill be there, if we are puking, beating up bitches, or pickin up men, OR avoiding wierd men, so many situations require a wingman
I'm both gender and math confused
Bold words for someone NOT on a unicycle
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