Bel-fucking-mar, this place has more popped collars than a Hollister catalog
I feel like a combination of david goes to the dentist and drunkest guy ever goes for more beer
I Never golf you the sypdu of andrew. The one o will marry. The one j plwgded my last breath up. The one I pledged everything I live forbworh to. I love him more than life itself
I woke up to blood crusted on my face. I don't understand
team rage. no explanation necessary
You know how I got mad at him for making out with his formal date? Apparently I fucked mine. I'm guessing any exclusivity is out of the question.
I think we should get high on adderall and nair each other again for New years.
I sat on the ground outside wawa chain smoking and telling two strangers about my sex life. I also accepted Rick James Bitch and Celine Dion as their names.
Except there is my pee all over the walls now
I think not having bongs in close range is good for my academia
VOOOODKA VOOODKA WE PLEDGE OUR LOVE TO THEEEE VODKAAAA VODKAAAA SAVIOR OF LIBERTYYYY
He had an extremely smooth butt for a man with such rough hands.
so let me get this straight... she's showing a cameltoe that can be seen from the space station and I'm NOT supposed to stare?
I mean. I just want to sit in my bed and eat bagels. What's wrong with that?
I have just received a gold-medal-deserving sext. He wrote me a fucking novel. Not only am I incredibly turned on but I am beyond impressed. He is the sext god. I must bow to him.
We really gotta wear capes to the bar more often...
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