i'm writing my speech about my 4th grade backstreet boy concert experience. that sums up how seriously i take my life.
pray for me tomorrow cause I have a midterm that I've mostly studied for by watching Bill Nye episodes on the subject...
I'm proud of our boobs and what they could potentially achieve in life.
i cant do it anymore.. every time this girl orgasms she sounds like a motorcycle
i wish i coudl send you meat via computure
OH MY GOD MY GRANDMA JUST SHOWED ME HER BOOB OH. MY. GOD.
Would it be sharing too much to tell you that my nipples hurt so much that I couldn't comfortably go down the stairs?
You wanted to go find him and we told you to sit down cause you kept stumbling. You yelled " I CAN STAND!! It's the walking part I can't figure out!"
Explaining that I bought them at a strip club gift shop with my friend didnt make the furry handcuffs seem less weird
After you puked in the bathtub you claimed you were never eating quesadillas again and you never even ate a quesadilla
He uses Bing as his search engine...but he's great in bed. So obviously I'm torn.
I'm trying to find some better sex background music so his neighbors don't hate us. This is tedious.
I don't know what happened last night. But I just woke up in the high school boiler room
you know you're doing something right when your drug dealer insists on hugging you before you leave.
my penis made a compromise with my morals
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