He said i was a degenerate twofaced catholic slut and a grade a bitch. Quite complimentary really. i guess i shouldn't insult the red wings
4 maple syrup blunts. Decided to sit on my roof and count the snowflakes that landed on my tongue. 84.
you have no chance. her best friend is a human abstinence poster.
I bought this skirt with every intention to have it wrapped around my tits by the end of the night. So, I'm not a whore. I'm a self-fulfilling prophecy.
According to the bell hop, we stumbled in about 4 and then cannon balled into the pool.
they just started filling water ballons with vodka.
on my way.
When you hit the 45 minute mark of any argument about The Flintstones, you have to realize: it's no longer you arguing, it's the cocaine arguing.
Who is Katie and why do we have her birthday cake?
I apologize for tapping your ass. It was a friendly tap. Like Casper. Ya know
This time tomorrow I'll be fingering you
Oh shit a waiter was leaning over me when i opened that and i felt him pause
I ripped off the screen and literally supermaned through my bedroom window. That wasted
I have one goal now that I am in the USA. To find a man I can fuck into marriage before my visa runs out.
His idea of a night out is drinking beer in the driveway. He's been on house arrest too long
i survived drinking for 24 hours, an 8 ball of cocaine and a threesome. I think you can handle moving.
i can't believe i helped you shave your back last night, and she still didn't sleep with you.
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