I just remember standing in the shower with you eating chips.
The extent of my physical activity is running from the cops.
That's the last time you call me to prove to some girl at a bar that you're English. It's bad enough that you actually get to fuck them because of it without having to wake me up to seal the deal.
I greatly enjoy being related to her. Even if is it only by a penis.
Bringing families together since 1987
My new hobby is moving his stuff to random places in the house. Good luck making a smoothing at 6:30 in the morning, the blender top's in the dog food container
If there is a heaven, that's what it will be. Bagel Bites and cunnilingus.
You humped everything and cried in an uber.
I would date him. For 1 month. Just so I could say I was a trap queen for 1 month.
I have a txt file I don't remember making open on my desktop. All it says is "what it's like to be a bat"
At what point can I admit that I hate going to house parties?
I don't wanna stand in your shitty kitchen making small talk while I guard the quality booze I brought.
This conversation went from me banging other women's husbands to learning about baked goods. If that isn't personal growth I don't know what is.
Blueberry probiotics greatly increase to the masturbation experience. Try it dude. It’s all the rage
We are never doing shots of gin. Never again.
I'm pretty sure that's exactly what we're doing.
I WANT GRASS AND TREES NOT SOMEONE SWINGING A SWORD AROUND
Only you would try street racing in a Volvo.
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