mornings like this make me wish i was morman.
I don't think I can handle being a slut. There is a lot more emotional stress that I never realized.
I feel like I was just dunked in a tub of beer and then thrown in a giant dryer with rocks in it.
My vagina supports interfraternal relations
I just threw up on the floor. And we're gonna fuck on the beer pong table, so keep everyone upstairs.
Your lack of dedication to alcohol is forcing me to drink with my ex husband. U suck
He's short and fat and honestly I think he's what my self esteem was made for
I don't know if I'm feeling really nervous right now or just extremely horny.
He keeps telling me he's gonna get me dope for my birthday. 1. HELP ME. 2. HOW IS THAT AN ACCEPTABLE BIRTHDAY PRESENT. Also, please HELP ME.
So like if I threw up in my purse is that "don't ever show your face in public again" worthy or just slightly frowned upon
Well I'm a full service fuck buddy so lemme know if I can get you food or water or anything
I need to get all the one night tinders in my system before I move back in with my parents
My neighbors are white girl rapping to Hamilton again...
I only wore my thong with cheeseburgers on it because I thought we'd have sex. So I basically wasted my best thong for nothing.
i woke up wearing a life jacket, holding on to a footlong hotdog, and had on a mr. hustle 1995 shirt on
good night
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