let's makeout let's makeout let's make out let's make out
I can't wait to see her breast feed this thing
I can'nr wwn explain this nihght . So amnt dixks. Shitttttt.
Complete silence. Background Willy Wonka music. An empty back of Lay's BBQ chips. These are the ingredients for an extreme acid trip.
I've got mace and a condom. Ready to roll either way and keeping my pimp hand strong.
BTW the amount of schmoozing I am doing towards some guy for an ID that may or may not look like you... You better love me.
At least you get to smell pizza at your job. I just smell despair all day long.
When do you sleep by the way. I was surprised when I went to work at 1 am,left at 7 am and had a text from you somewhere in between
I just vodka nap now...
You're dick is like the main character. It needs its own picture.
I tried to trade my phone for pizza last night. I guess I had priorities last night
I don'y know if I should feel accomplished or disgusted. I just ate a dozen cookies all to myself. I'm leaning more towards accomplished.
When you leave ur sleepover boy on ur front porch waiting for a cab bc work
That jawline could fucking have its way with me.
So I'm trying to figure out how to talk my boss into allowing pajama day once a week. Any ideas?
no offense but you looked like shit yesterday
tequila is unforgiving..
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