love how google fills in search terms for you, today for example, i ran a query for "why do girls get t"
and google finished it w/ "ramp stamps."
I felt less weird knowing others had searched this before me.
I havent dry-humped that much since freshmen year. Forgot how good it doesnt feel.
Oh i know my limit. 9 shots after i've given blood.
he drove an hour to get eggs with me not even a blow job, just eggs.
If you can't find your cat in the morning it's cause i put him in the laundry basket and then put the laundry basket in the shower.
I have no idea what's going on.... I just want to wear my horse sweatshirt and drink vodka.
He makes this seasoned whore feel like a novice. I've met the one.
Of course drinkings involved. They don't call it alcoholism because we eat too many skittles.
A nice make out session never hurt anyone. Plus he's a pilot, so he'll know the safety procedures for when the night crashes and burns.
idk the fact that her roommate had a sign that said "enter without knock, exit without cock" makes me really NOT want to go steal her pot.
I jizzed in his mayonnaise and put it back in the fridge. Shouldn't have stolen my weed.
I only live four blocks from the bar but when you're hammered this walk feels like the journey through Mordor.
He just took off his shirt. I'll text you later.
It is like...the most transformative hard on I have ever had.
Xanax, wine, and giving the neighbor blue balls. How about you?
Jesus, it’s Tuesday morning! Not back stage with Motley Crew
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