I have a masturbator in my 5th grade class. the teacher told me ever since they caught him humping the desk in 2nd grade, they haven't been able to control him. he's even on medication but he will just do it in class
she keeps The Day After Pill in her bra... there is a God.
no memory loss, but i'm unhappy with my memories
Your excessive judging is making this uncomfortable
We had a 30 min conversation last night about whether or not to bone that girl with a lisp to see if she moans with one...
Trust me. I don't get home before 5am. I know what Immmm doing. BTW bail money is in my closet. PEACE
All i've had today is coffee and ketchup packets. I need a job like yesterday.
I want to wear Christmas sweaters with you.
I have a 30 pack and enough condoms to last until tomorrow morning. Have Mystery Science Theater 3000 ready. I'm on my way over.
final thoughts: i just want someone into choking me out, weed and anime
And how about the fact that the first time i really truly looked at a guy's dick was in my car. MY CAR. GODDAMNIT!!!
Did I just pee in the Taco Bell parking lot?
Yep. But do you remember wiping with my quesadilla?
they gave me money. the money smells like weed. also they gave me weed
It's very finicky. Like baking. or BDSM.
The neighbors ahemed the WHOLE time. Their kids are the ones that scream loud enough for me to remember my birth control. It's payback!
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