It's just you. You wear the fuck me fedora and wear baller shorts, hollywood hippie who thinks she is shakira when she's drunk.
She came to work with 6 additional layers of make-up, playing every Nickelback song about explicit teen sex, and with a dozen twinkies she bet she could finish without chewing any. I'm investing in a rape whistle.
My gaydar just like overheated and exploded watching the male figure skaters on the olympics
I'm skipping the 'hey, how are you, I have to pick up something pointless at your apartment' excuse and just telling you I'm coming over to fuck.
she let a homeless guy feel her up so she could go for a ride in his shopping cart
I am on a roof. I'm not sure which one, or why, or how, but I am on a roof and you should come get me. I can see info classrooms!
I think animal control just caught me smoking a bowl on the back porch. Do they have any say in this matter?? Haha
Please come over, I'm slowly melting into a ball of sexual frustration. If I'm not dead by the end of the day be very surprised.
My dog got laid yesterday. Some lady came over with her husky to breed. He did it like a champ. I was so proud
Needless to say, she forgave him, they're back together, and I'm seriously considering having a lesbian year.
You just gave me the title for the series of our lives. Haha. Chapter 12: the cocaine on the back of the hairbrush
FUCK and YOU. times 10. To infinity and beyond. You bastard. Worst. Cockblock. Ever. I'm going to nail your sister.
If everything else in my life fails, at least I just had one of my top orgasms
he played intl players anthem 4me and ate a strawberry out of my pussy
I got to walk around for eight hours wearing power armor and acting camp. No way I wouldn't love it.
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