Scared. last time someone tried to talk me into they said it tastes like tapioca and i projectiled onto a closed window
yea and when she crawled to her room she yelled at a bookbag to "get the fuck out my way"
It would be like bopping for an apple with my penis but never winning an actual prize. The only thing I would get from it would be the joy from taking part but then regretting it forever more
we didnt even have break up sex...
you had it for us with someone else...
We're playing fucking games. GAMES. THIS IS BULL SHIT. IM GOING TO THROW UP ON THE BABIES AND LEAVE.
we knew we'd be okay when we walked up to the dealers house and he asked us to please be quiet as to not wake his nana.
I refuse to fuck a guy who needs a coozy for his beer. NOT EVEN IN DESPERATE TIMES LIKE THESE.
Taking my infected piercing out in the parking lot of the food card place. This is one of those life defining moments that makes me sad.
You should fuck with them and beat off in the cup and then walk out an be like, "This was a sperm donation right?"
Security has videotape of her blowing the boss against his car. Don't they know he entire parking lot is under video surveillance?
Sorry you had to clean the sheets with your macro notes
my night stand is a mini fridge, dont even try to get on my level of laziness.
2015 is a year for health and mental stability and alas we are not yet there so yolo
Have you ever looked at someone and thought…oh honey, you're too pretty for an ankle monitor
I woke up with a shot glass nestled between my boobs like a baby bird.
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