We should be called the Road Head Warriors
I just woke up on my kitchen floor using a yellow pages as a pillow and surrounded by plants that used to be in the garden around my apt building, can't wait to see the security tapes for my eviction
it's one of those mornings where you are proud of yourself just for waking up.
It was all about her orgasm last night. I felt like a human dildo.
Defiantly just threw away our yearly bottle collection in front of the campus tour. The school should pay me for recruitment
His body is like Jesus fingering me while I eat birthday cake
I shouldn't have had sex with her. I feel that I may have opened a pandora's vagina
He gets creativity points for the hot sauce. But it may be awhile until my nipples forgive him
oh and then you called a time out with your penis
I don't like sad things. I do like drinking though
Is "I want you to destroy my insides" too forward?
all night she kept rolling over and mumbling something about wanting an extendable retractable urethra.
I have a hook up buddy in Abiquiu. He lives next to a Chipotle; that's the only reason I see him.
Long fucking story. But hey I got an orgasm and breakfast so I'm winning.
My apartment stinks of burning failure
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