'Watching yourself cry on Photobooth' is the new 'watching yourself cry in the mirror.'
The child next door sounds like he's having vigorous sex in the backyard and it's making me very, very uncomfortable. I don't want to look.
I'm currently imdbing Helena Bonham Carter to see if there are any pictures of her that don't scare the crap out of me.
Good luck with that.
he stopped making out with me and said "can I make you grilled cheese? I feel like I owe YOU something"
you vomited through the snorkel and onto the back of your head. it was truly amazing
I swear with his long flowing hair and god-like body he looked like Jesus, a bong hitting Jesus
The only thing I remember is doing a toddlers and tiaras dance routine onstage. I fucking CURTSIED.
OMG stop. Pretty feet? Sparkle baby!
Only you would have to block the fucking governor of Tennessee from reading your tweets
Btw, if I didn't have 3 limbs in restraints and my free hand offing myself with the pocket rocket, I would have snap chatted you. Next time.
I thought 5 times was beyond my capabilities but her tongue was like a penis defibrillator. Clear!
YOU BETTER TOUCH MY NIPPLES TODAY
He came all over her clothes we have to leave
I woke up with leftover chocolate syrup on my nipples. WTF happened last night??
I think a major source of concern would be the fact you snorted a shot. Who does that?
My GF, FWB and Side piece are all booty calling me. I’m a victim of my sexual success
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