think what you will about my sexuality, just get the cigarettes
Where are I am going home with Ryan
I don't know who this or Ryan is but it is probably too late to talk you out of it
I projectile vomited into my sink. Jealous?
Kind of. My puke would have just dribbled down my chin and missed the sink completely.
Ohh that happened after I started to cry.
I have absolutely nothing sober to say to you.
We had break up sex twice. He said one was cause he had to say goodbye to both tits.
no. you're not making a beach trip out of my abortion.
oh and then you called a time out with your penis
she had that "i just got used" look on her face when i kicked her out at 5am
I barely even remember him. He is just a distant beard in my past.
Who is Katie and why do we have her birthday cake?
Sorry I disappeared. Do you hate me?
Not at all, did you not hear me clapping outside your car on our way out?
He is really real. Like I know where he works, have referenced him with mutual fb friends and I've seen his dick. He's real.
I just want to bone him one last time before he moves across the country with his new (average looking) girl friend.
using my tits for other peoples nudes hit me up business in the making
So, I think think I left my underwear at your house. Well...not exactly your house but your roof.
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