News update: stealing a playground is harder than it looks.
i dont know why he would complain when i touch him there.
We've finally come to the understanding that as long as our conversation stays stricaly sexual, we get along.
Maybe you should go over there and lead him on and reach down his pants like he's about to get some and yank his balls.
That's the best idea I've heard all day.
hes trying to draw the periodic table on his chest with a sharpie. i'm not sure how thats going to help him on his chem final, but he keeps shouting "this is how the pros do it"
I wish I could go about my daily activities with his dick inside me
I thought monday through wednesday was a YOLO free zone.
I saw Nicolas Cage's face in the moon. Those were good shrooms.
I look like i have multiple stab wounds in my foot and there are footprints from the elevator to my room. What happened?
while he was teaching, every time he said "wet" he would look at me, that's what you get for sleeping with the professor's assistant
Please don't buy a buttplug. It won't fill the empty space in your heart.
even my drug dealer wished me a happy birthday before my mother did.
But you''re still having sex with him. And a hobo convinced you to.
So. Much. Porn.
we went to the skate park then back to her house for dinner, and somehow that ended with her making me blueberry pancakes at 2am
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