i need gas-x and some way to take back every single thing i did last night.
its 4th on my favorites list. 1. butt sex 2. mini skirts 3. three meat pizza rolls 4. fuck the pain away by peaches
waiting in line for my ID. the kid in front of me reaks of hopes and dreams and hornyness-- freshmen by calvin klein
through my window right now you can see the hot chick next door is standing BUTT ASS NAKED eating peanut butter off a knife.
ill be there in 5.
it took me 20 minutes to get her upstairs... she crawled under a car and wouldn't come out.
I'm missing some hair, but it's cool. Breadsticks are done.
for a while, i completely forgot that you wrote "fuck me" on my stomach before we went out. when he took my shirt off that night, he just looked down and said, "may i?". i think i'm in love
so far I've only met her once and hung out one other time. Up to 5 BJs already. That's serious efficiency.
I want to play lord of the rings tonight. And by that I mean get really drunk, potentially lost, and go trekking through the woods or climbing shit. I want all of you there. You are the fellowship. This is a mass text. I am insanely high.
we are not taking body shots with the irish cream
I wish I could take a screenshot of how things literally look from my eyeballs right now
Nothin ruins a fine afternoon like shitting ur pants
And then you screamed, "I JUST WANNA POUR MAPLE SYRUP ALL OVER HIM AND RAVISH HIS BODY!!"
at the time fanning him with a dish tray seemed like a good idea but when we found it buried in the dirt the next morning i questioned our judgement. needless to say he still threw up even with the extra breeze.
I I was gonna wake him up with a blow job but I don't know how he would feel about it.
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