fighting downstairs. join me tonight to hear their makeup sex. also, let's make skittles vodka.
Her bacne/racne was so bad it was like having sex with bubble wrap.
I got a lap dance until she said they wipe of the poles between each dance to clear the "std slime", i couldnt even masterbate at home it was a horrible military monday
i woke up naked with 27 half ripped $ bills in my bed from ripping them off the wall of the bar
you yelled "who's job is it to keep me from breaking shit" and then immediately ripped off the molding as you fell down the stairs.
This essay is so getting done. I am spurred on by thoughts of test-driving your newly shaven face by sitting on it as soon as humanly possible.
I need a burrito and a hug.
I smell like icyhot and vodka... Heres to my pulled tendon.
She's in the bathroom. Literally just told me she could make a guy cum using just her words. Not bad for Sunday brunch.
I feel like weed makes my smarter. I'm watching the stocks and the way I understand if, do not invest in Yahoo right now because they are not fit for that.
Giving the guy pizza was a good idea. Leaving him naked on the pool table makes you my hero
I literally can not watch Thor without thinking of your dick
Text me later if you aren't dead and wanna have a drink later
My weirdest encounter with a stranger though was when for some reason they just gave me a box of unopened socks. Needless to say, I never used them.
You didnt text me.. I'm on your street with golf clubs
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