then she came back into the room with a neckbrace on. i thought she was getting ready for the pounding of a lifetime.
Best text conversation ever. Other than the one we had about using blood for lube.
I just found your credit card inside the bag of chips
He let me keep his flannel as a "good job" for the great head I gave him.
So... he formspringed me a link to every nude pic ive taken since he 8th grade. ive evolved nicely. but im nervous as to how this a website.
There's a bed on the roof. The window behind it is too small for it to go through. I'm impressed.
He's basically like a fancy dildo that buys me dinner.
Can she stop putting up all these passive aggressive statuses and please come out of the "I-want-to-be-a-pornstar" closet already?
What was she thinking? I'm not in the business of charity fucks anymore.
See what happens chris. I told u not to invite her over. Now shes on her way to jail and were stuck with two pomeranians.
How drunk is "too drunk" for candlelight service?
I want this pizza in and around my mouth forever..
I found out his moms name, maiden name, profession, and office location, his dads name and profession, his home phone, picture of their house, all of his work profiles, and the cost of their house. All I'm trying to do is find his damn twitter
I think my nap took me to another dimension
Being a fine ass woman in a world full of fuckboys is the realest struggle I've ever known.
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