i dont remember who you are as you are in my phone as "mr. peanut."
They live so far away from me that not fucking them both would have been financially irresponsible
trying to line up a DD for St Pats Day. i guarantee i will put out. or puke and pass out. really its 50/50 at this point.
yeah, she started doing yoga and cocaine....looks good on her.
Nahh. Maybe not even a handful. It's more like a heaping teaspoon worth of dick.
She wants to have naked weekends
They call that free range vagina in France
There are reggae songs being written about me...where have I gone wrong in life?
he doesn't sweat normal. maybe that's what THC smells like coming through the sweat glands...
But wait then while giving his drive thru order he goes in mid sentence, "Hey baby it's Travis remember me?"
The hardest part about being a child of divorce is when you're at your dad's house but your condoms are at your mom's house.
Well the other day she asked me how often I jerk off. So I guess things are getting semi-serious
I'm at the level of despair that only Panda Express can fix
Can I just go naked and covered in glitter?
Come over.
Look lady I can't have sex with you EVERY day. I have things to do.
you bounced a quarter off my butt and it came back hitting you in the eye. karma, bitch.
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