I have no voice and feel like lukewarm beer.
Are you guys doing anything tonight?
Krysta
PS- did you die? If you did just text "dead" to me, so that I know.
I go to guys houses late at night, have a little fun, come back by dawn having made their life a little bit better. I am the official blow job fairy.
Tell us when you see the semi truck on fire.
Ate lunch. Still drunk. Keep forgetting I'm in Texas but then I look around at the people and remember.
she was home schooled till college. were she learned how to give the most amazing blowjobs is still a mystery.
no i decided against it. savin my coke binge for finals week.
I CAN CONTROL MY GERBIL WITH MY BREATH. HE FOLLOWS THE SMELL. PROBABLY WOULDNT BE AS EXCITING IF I WASNT HIGH OFF MY ASS, BUT STILL
I need to find parents that want to take care of a grown adult. I'm sure there's a website out there for that. Like a sugar daddy but sugar parents.
Note to self: remember to figure out whether melted cheese is a liquid when not stoned
The three of us were sitting silently in my dining room at 4:30 am, half drunk, eating cold spaghetti and listining to death metal. I need a fucking cigarette.
Yeah, I'm just gonna try to repress that and remember him for his big dick and perfect jawline.
he said "GREAT SCOTT" as he was cumming.
He screamed, "Let there be light!" when he came
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