um. i met him on myspace...we text now, he lives down the street
She helped me organize my comics and then blew me. This is the one.
i'm almost done photoshopping my face on his wife. it's a done deal
normally i wouldnt have blown him but he was on dawsons creek.. i love dawsons creek.
Dude they are all farmers and I'm pretty sure there's a prostitute here.
Heading to the gym, the one that guy said he goes to. Already checked online, his class is at 5. And no, this isn't too much after meeting him last night. Stop judging me,
When are you comin back?
probably mid next week, depending on when i finish my remaining half gallons
I look like a bag of dicks so if you could ugly yourself up that'd be great.
Wearing rip off pants to a booty call last night was one of my most brilliant ideas ever.
When we got home I apparently addressed everyone as 'peasant' since it was my birthday, this followed by me demanding for my "peasants to wash me".
I woke up like how did I get here this blanket is nice but it was just the curtain
How did you tell her we met?
I told her that we met at the sex shop down the street, I thought it would be the most reasonable explanation.
Facebook is for cat videos and having better lives than people from high school, period.
So now I have had sex with 2 people my son graduated high school with.
How do I let my trainer know I'm only at the gym so I can get in more intense sex positions?
Randomize
