Also, I'm sitting at a crosswalk watching two Mexican gangs fight each other. I miss you too. A lot.
im stripping for him via video chat, but the sound is turned off cause his students are taking a test
so what if he's got a new girlfriend. the guy i'm fucking has an english accent. i win.
you walked into the kitchen holding the skyy bottle and asked us "how do i warm this?"
Im going home to examine my vagina with a hand mirror. wish me luck.
An open call to all exes! i have a drunk text policy that requires i delete any and all texts after drink 3, however i have reason to believe i have done something stupid. if i have texted you that "I love you", "miss you" and/or conveyed any interest in getting back together with you in the last 24 hours i was belligerent and lying. That is all.
me blowing you awake is the exact turn i want our relationship to take
This costume is too restrictive. The priest and I cannot get it on while I am wearing it.
Feels like someone put a cigar out where my butthole used to live
Drank for free all night and I'm not even sleeping w the bartender. What is this magic?
I think I used my NERF gun during sexual roleplay. Need to re-evaluate my life choices.
I think you are severely overestimating being able to get your lingerie back by posting the lyrics of Irreplaceable
COCAINE IS GR8
I found out he hated a girl that I hate so I fucked him. My reasons for fucking guys are getting bad.
gave up morals for lent, so far it's actually been really easy.
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