Hurry. And bring back up. SHE WON'T STOP TALKING.
Don't really want to talk about it. You were right. She had a whole jar of toenail clippings on her nightstand that she chews on "when her fingernails are too short." Direct quote.
He's on drugs...like drugs for horses.
dude, never take two tylenol pm and smoke three bowls. i feel like i'm covered in cold ants.
she's in the bathroom. spitting in the trashcan. not throwing up. just spitting and singing bad romance by lady gaga.
thatta girl
I know. She seems like she getting that "need some dick" restlessness. Might explain the feisty attitude
I love flavors. My neighbour is owide smoking and so am I. I'm adio boooooored and I need an adult.
So were u tired or drunk when u wrote last night's text message?
pills.
I have words... I can't think of them tho. they keep melting together and forming you and I just want to hump it.
If a handjob meant commitment I would literally touch zero dicks
He's like all my past boyfriends wrapped up into one fuck up. It's enjoyable to watch.
And we had three hours of crazy sex then his roommate ate pizza off me while I was sleeping.
I can't get the smell of burned penis out of the house
I'm a lady who knows what she wants in life, and that's uncommitted dick.
if you're not jumping for joy when you see penis then you're looking at the wrong ones.
Whenever someone said no you would yell "Die Motherfucker." Kind of like some twisted drinking game.
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