I mean, he's dancing back and forth between pathetically sad and massively fucking creepy.
Never forget that any girl can get her way if she puts her vagina on the table.
I remember spending $50 at Ozzie's on Friday...my Visa remembers $120.
We found them in a dumpster making out trying to get their privacy
You can come over, sure. But I'll be watching college hockey during the blow job.
Then, halfway through our conversation, I remembered what you drunkenly told me last night and was all "maintain eye contact, do not look at his massive penis".
I will pre answer that I did not see it the fun way. He was peeing outside.
It's a never ending cycle of men I've fucked knowing other men I've fucked. I need a new town.
You're not stopping till I see you on the ground trying to hold on to shit
Also just throwing this out there I don't think anyone who brings another girl back to your bed to share with you can qualify as a frigid bitch
i was giving head the other day and thought of your all penis tastes the same quote and couldnt stop laughing
the bad thing about being great at twerking is that I'm powerless to stop myself from doing it when I'm drunk and in public.
I want morning sex. We can incorporate maple syrup into it somehow, it'll be fun
Do you rver get that feeling like their are poprocks filling ur boday?
Aiming to get laid tonight but if it falls thru I'm either gonna make a mixtape for my sugar daddy or sew a teddy bear for his newborn
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