She's a black belt cougar in the 6th degree.
i wish my penis had a tongue
As it turns out, strippers don't accept checks.
We started hooking up and a group of freshmen outside my window started chanting my name. Encouraging yet distracting
I don't care what he thinks. My vagina has an open door policy.
Just ran four miles to popeye's. And back. Dedication.
having sex with him is like cage fighting mixed with pilates...the condoms didn't stand a chance...
sorry
why?
oh you didn't look in the living room yet, did you?
Just out of curiosity. Did you wait until my fb picture was well liked by others before liking it so people won't know we're fucking?
It really does creep me out though that the next ten years will involve my friends creating smaller versions of themselves because to be honest I don't know how much I like some of them. So that thought it really scary
Did you miss the part about my hangover needing a day to rest?
Let me be the vehicle for you to live out your slutty half-gay dreams.
The fact that he quoted freebird as his breakup speech was a little more classy than expected
How is it possible for someone who gets so many dick picks sent to her, to be experiencing such a complete and utter lack of dick IRL.
Justin has passed out on the toilet in a locked stall. Stay tuned for pics.
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