He belongs with you like a mcdonalds playground belongs in Chernobyl
Oddly enough when I decided to stop whoreing myself out... I lost most of my companionship.
other than her wanting kids and me wanting to do drugs,were perfect for each other
He's got serious oatmeal ass...take a moment and admire how google voice to text was able to detect oatmeal ass....twice
They found a chair, duct taped me to it, then gave me a bottle of vodka to 'make me feel at home'
God my Facebook chat is a graveyard of old blowjobz
We found him in the neighbors shed using a bicycle as a blanket. We just left him there.
We were fucking while the tv was on, and one of those animal cruelty commercials came on. We then switched over and started doing it doggy style. It was then that I realized that I'm going to hell.
I wonder if a fish could survive in vodka
I could
Your the only person to come back from spring break with a non std related infection
He is such a generous lover, I can look past the fact his name is fucking Bob.
Too bad I can't un-pee in his body wash
Nothing showshows the government the middle finger more than spending your tax refund on drugs
I just want to bone him one last time before he moves across the country with his new (average looking) girl friend.
You could cut the tension with my nipples.
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