i don't know how boys match. i think shoes & belt are the only thing. it doesn't matter. i just know if they look stupid.
nothing as in nothinggggg kills the mood for me is when a girl with 4 cm nipple hair
she said "can't you just pull out and cum on my face? I hate scooping jizz out of my vag".
I'm assuming you texted me by mistake. you're not jizzing in or on me again, thanks for playing, douchebag.
so i gave him head in the movie theater last night. thought we were alone til I heard the clapping from the other side of the theater after he'd finished.
i think you ate grass..but you refused to open your mouth so we could see..
Well i'm not entirely sure considering he gave my vagina an early valentine's day card that said "you're purrfect."
Your lack of a response has proven you've clearly forgotten how crazy I am.
Am I texting you while being used as a stripper pole by two half-naked women? hint: I am.
And I kind of want to stare at skinny jonah hill like a weird zoo exhibit lol.
Got head last night. Had the 3D glasses on the whole time.
I feel like im becoming the girl who only drunk texts him. I would be in the dog house, if situations like this had dog houses.
mike is out of commission and cannot make breakfast. he's sitting with two frozen waffles on his face & smiling like an idiot.
When you wake up, I have a unicorn coloring book, crayons, mini cupcakes, and booze.
There is a video on my phone of me suckling a bag of wine from your crotch area while you say "The Body of Christ" in a Michigan accent. I vaguely remember being offended by this yet I did it anyway.
Not sure when or why this happened but I just stopped giving a shit about everything
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