at some point to night u and I have a 'meeting' too...(1-737): I hope so
So I made him an imaginary sandwich and told him that the day I didn't have to fake it, neither would he.
It's true- you can buy beer at McDonald's in France. I'm not coming back to the States.
Tried to eat a sandwich this morning. Couldn't. My jaw is locked up. These marathon blow jobs are killing me
I told him the truth. Truth leads to vodka. Vodka leads to tequila. Tequila leads to prison.
He's high as balls tripping balls and doing a reenactment of the scene where Buzz jumps off the balcony and can't fly to his soundtrack of Toy Story.
Well at least the house will be decorated when u get evicted.
Not much. Some creepy guy on Grindr thinks he knows who I am and where I live. So I sent him to that place with jockstraps and bacon. Hope he has fun.
I STILL HAVE A HARD TIME DECIDING WHAT TO WEAR IN THE MORNING HOW WOULD IT BE POSSIBLE FOR ME TO PICK A PAIR OF PANTS AND GO OH ILL JUST WEAR THESE FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE
Honestly I have a huge freedom boner right now and if I came it would be red white and blue
My dick has been in way too much crazy the past 2+weeks, but hey it feels good to fuck consistently again
avocado toast wont fix the fact you did a bunch of blow you fucking hipster
By the way, you totally deserve "i got a job sex".
I don't know what that means but it's making me want to fuck you.
He may not be good for my soul but he’s great for my vagina!
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