if creeping was an olympic sport, i would be a lock for the gold right now.
I don't think brook has ever known best
for real. he might as well bring dogs if they're lower than a 7.
I already apologized. And I got cum in my eye in return, I say your night beats mine...
want me to make you a grilled cheese? I can't guarantee it'll be as good as yours but i'll go down on you afterwards if you want
brb printing out this text and putting it on my bedroom wall
you left the hospital looking like the grudge, your mom and I were pushing you in a wheel chair and you yelled peace out fuckers.
I just read through our messages from yesterday and realized we both referred to me tearing my penis as a good thing. What the fuck.
I have the most nasty and explicit wet dreams of my boss that I'm embarrassed to look him in the face. I'd be pregnant or promoted if he only knew
Sheila knows I only go down on her on Bastille Day. Valentine's Day we get high and watch The Neverending Story. THE SYSTEM WORKS.
He cried & told me I reminded him off his mother. I don't want to talk about it. I want to drink about it.
Taking care of a girl who just peed on my floor so tonight is not a good night for sex
Hung out near hay bales in sweaters then she gave me a pumpkin spice pop rocks bj. That was so freakin' seasonal.
You were in the girls bathroom yelling at some random chick because you thought she stole all the urinals. That's why you were kicked out.
This fucking storm better not ruin my sex plans this weekend
The same idiot-bubble, now just bigger and louder.
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