Me. At least after what I've been through.
ID DO HER
SHE HAS LUMPS OF DEODORANT IN HER ARMPIT, I THINK ONE FELL IN YOUR DRINK
well. it's seven AM and i'm too high to hula hoop.
part of it is the fact that im problem drinking, and the other part is my OCD wont let me leave the bottle half-empty.
i only understood the part that said mucho orgasmos
I told him I'd have sex with him for fried cheese. Does that make me a hooker or just fat?
I don't know. I guess at the end of the day I wanted taco bell more than a boyfriend.
Totally get that.
It wasn't like a party or anything. They played PlayStation and talked about sports. Then I threw up on his porch.
THESE BITCHES NOT IN MY MAJOR BETTER NOT FILL UP MY SLAVIC FAIRYTALES CLASS
She needs more friends. Or a second therapist.
Did your surprise acid trip turn out well?
Thank you for the legal advice. I hope I can pay you in blow jobs.
Last night you dunked donut holes in spinach dip, ate it, threw up, and continued eating. I cant keep up with your drunk eating skills.
I was wondering where the donuts went.
Also, you fell asleep with you hand on and around my cock last night.
My eye was non-stop itchy for like an hour... I thought burying my face in your ass caught up with me
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