it's like i warped into dreamland and the only thing that makes sense is my solo cup
it was 5AM and you were field goal kicking solo cups into the sink
You tried to tell me you weren't high while you were eating French onion dip out of the jar with a spoon
I asked her if she wanted to make this a permanent exclusive thing instead of a fuck buddy thing, and she just looked at me like I'm an idiot.
That's because you are an idiot.
He looked at me and said "Last call" before putting his penis away into his boxers
And apparently midway I said "hurry up and finish so we can talk about what a bad idea this was"
I used to be terrified of what was under your bed until I passed out there last night. Now it just feels like home.
When were you at my house?
Do you think I shall pursue this journey to the center if the dick?
So the doorbell rang while we were banging, and I'm pretty sure the pizza man saw my dick. But hey, we got pizza.
I need to be put in a corner surrounded by pamphlets of stds and babies
Would you accept a fantastic blowjob as payment?
Is there evidence of another human being getting away with this/ not dying?
I woke up covered in thousand island dressing. I need answers.
I'm serenading his dick with my words. I understand how poets get inspiration now.
This is not okay. I only like one boy. I should like 200 boys and be having wild unprecedented sex. Instead I like one boy whose a born again virgin.
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