you kept screaming that dicks were growing out of your back and then you started crying cause they were so far from your vag
could you get any more awkward?
so its thursday, which means its time to resume communication with you
I just got a Community College debit card in the mail. My failure has been materialized.
You wrote me a letter and I cannot make out anything you wrote except the last sentence which says "tell the wolf ill meet him at sunset and that I'm sorrry"
I don't like him near enough to give up day drinking AND my prostitute costume
His personality is sparkling but nothing beats his ass
His phone pocket dialed me while he was crapping. He was quietly singing stayin alive and possibly passing his intestines.
And as cleavage season comes to a close, so blooms a new season of yoga pants. And the people rejoiced.
I stood on the corner waiting to be picked up, dry heaving, and trying to block out the sun.
If a girl called me a promiscuous philandering Casanova, should I say thank you?
Most definitely.
We fucked so hard that when I orgasmed I tore his towel rack off the wall. He was more impressed than mad.
Is it bad that I want a job purely so I can buy drugs with without feeling like I am sacrificing my future?
Why do you think I have a job?
I need to mount that unicorn and turn him into a full blown steed.
you don't go into accounting for the pussy....
I'm at work behind the bar and just washed my mouth out with rumple bc I don't have a toothbrush. This may be a new low.
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