My sheets at my parents place are clean. No braveheart but I can paint myself, yell "freedom", and sword fight you with my cock. So come over.
okay pat passed out under dana's car
She offered to make me a fruit roll up salad for breakfast...I'm not sure if that's the coolest or weirdest thing ever...
It was then that he suggested we all nibble ears. A nibble circle.
He told me I took off my shirt, asked for the latino thunder and jumped on him. I want to question this but it sounds too much like me.
i wish the dell website had a "did you drink an entire bottle of rum and stepped on your laptop which shattered the screen this weekend and would like to know how to fix it without your parents finding out FAST?" link on their homepage.. i can't be the only one
I think I left my camera at your house. It would be in both of our best interests if you don't go through the pics.
You didn't say, "No." And you stole more than half of my Snickers. You owed me that dick.
I basically have sex lined up for me in three different countries. If that's not a feat I don't know what is
At this point, I'd date an ax murderer. So long as he doesn't cry all the time, have ED, or leave me with his unspayed cat. My list of requirements is becoming increasingly specific.
how should I feel if a guy kept complimenting my bangs while I was giving him a blowjob?
First he fixed my gutter. Then he flogged me and fucked me. Then he bought me a new vacuum cleaner. I don't understand Daddy Dom stuff but I ain't mad at it.
Crying in Target on a display sofa is normal, right? Asking for a friend.
Also Fuck you Stephen King and Fuck the horse you rode in on, making me cry In front of my coworkers.
Still riding the magical train of drugs so, yeah, Id say I feel great
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