so i just googled the prescription for aldara i saw on your desk this morning...
that shirt you're wearing that says "officially single" makes me think you'll be that way for a really long fucking time.
I was just making a list of the girls i have slept with and i can't remember your sisters name
there was a 40 knocked over. chips and salsa all over the floor. and she was in her thong doing boot camp on demand in the middle of the room..
Its that time of year where we just drink more instead of dressing warmer
when he was about to finish he told me to avert my eyes and keep my lady parts away. chivalry isnt dead.
I would take a bullet for Beyonce's baby
She kept saying how cute and adorable I was. I felt like a care bear getting a blowjob
I don't remember much but I think I'm wearing your underwear, and for that, I am extremely grateful.
Most people would probably take his lack of responses as a queue to stop. But nope, not me. I just keep going. And that's why I don't have a bf, just a little weinered friend
My arrest report says I was found in midtown "performing lewd and lascivious acts on top of art meant for public display and enjoyment".
Btw any and all sexual fantasies or arousal I had about cops is null and void.
I stepped in puke last night then washed it off my shoe with beer. Is there a grace period to respect before wearing them to class?
And our sex soundtracks thus far have been metal and Star Wars
Never thought I’d use my computer science degree for teledildonics, but here I am
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