Good. I was naked most of the night. But sometimes I would wear my tux vest...But only my tux vest. It was classy
go do what you do best...puke behind churches
the level of his annoyance + every insult he makes = the closer I am to telling him im fucking his ex
you ran down to the water at 3am and rolled in the sand and ran around screaming that you were the corn dog monster.
dude uncooked spaghetti noodles dipped in thousand island dressing is better than it sounds
He asked if I wanted a dutch rudder. 1.) Who says that? 2.) How exactly does one do that with a girl?
yea. Don't mess. He will heal me. But my blowjobs will be historical.
This little shit keeps eating the playdoh so i replaced the green with wasabi from work. Wonder what his parents are gonna think when he burns his soft palette?
He is like the "hometown sweetheart", but a huge freak. Like "I'll come change your flat tire"....but then fuck you like an animal in the back seat.
I still regret not being there for your blackout into the dumpster last year
When he opened the car door the whole thing fell off. Even that can be forgiven via his monster cock.
he didn't stitch me up last time. in fact, he yelled at me for bleeding.
I can't sleep. My mind keeps asking "turn down for what?" but it won't accept any of my answers.
If it's any consolation she turned out to be has a collection of clown dolls she talks to crazy. And the cops knew why I was calling when she key locked the door from inside.
Im going for myspace 2006 goth bitch. Your worst nightmare
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