who do you think you are?
someone who doesn't ask that question
Im listening to a jazz version of dick in a box.
My t9 writes chubies instead of bitches.
either way. win, win.
the more i look through evidence of last night, the less i seem to remember.
I am trying to think of a way to make alcohol cupcakes
talk of her extensive whoreness has crossed oceans. thats impressive.
I asked for a dramatic "funeral" look for my makeup. They judged me.
The last thing I remember is trying to split my bridesmaid dress down the back like the incredible hulk.
and you succeeded.
you know it's been too long when the heat of a pizza box on your lap turns you on.
I puked on his mom. Not my proudest moment
I just wanna get drunk and watch Tarzan with you is that to much to ask?!?
UHG. i just want to have hot lesbian sex and eat pizza with you.
well it was great until i saw his anime body pillow
Also, you fell asleep with you hand on and around my cock last night.
God does not give you boobs that amazing to not share them with your friends
Randomize
