Aren't I supposed to sit on your face?
I looked him in the face and asked if we could stop. he asked why. I said "I can't feel it.". ...I feel bad; I should have faked.
I asked about his 3 inch scar on his chest. It's from when he had to castrate a bull on the estancia. Apparently this is how good bull meat is made.
well someone pooped in the lint basket in the laundry room last night, but none of us will admit to it so we're all just secretly judging each other and doubting ourselves.
Basically I learned last night that if you're too polite people will think it's okay to play with your nipples when really its not even a little okay
In preparation for st patty's day I finally had a shamrock shake, and I invested in an app that will apparently keep me from drunkenly texting you pictures of my tits this weekend. Please let me know if you want to not be put on the "forbidden" list!
i want to live in a society where a 20 year old can wear pigtails and not get them called handlebars, because i look fucking adorable in them.
So again no comment on the cleavage. I'm a bit disappointed. If those girls come together to make cleavage AND I send you a pic of it, you have to comment on it. That's like relationship 101.
Dude. You dropped to your knees and face planted into the rocks. And continued to talk on the phone and laugh. That's where those cuts came from.
I just screamed IM THE CHUPACABRA and jumped on his dick. I need to evaluate my life choices.
You've never felt ridiculous until you've walked through downtown in a Viking costume
I wouldn't marry anyone who wouldn't symbolically fuck a doughnut with a sausage though.
Bringing my mom Taco Bell and weed. I'm such a good daughter
I told him I wish we were at my house cause then I could tell him to get out after we had sex.
I swear it’s like he’s filling my soul via my vagina
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