i am exhausted. it's been years. we both know his dick is small. the jig is up.
Puked in my laptop case in the middle of my nutrition class.
But i guess when you use blowjob as a verb you are entitled to some language allowances
her body is proportioned like a family guy character
Are you also wondering how we get home after the party bus?
Home?
I'm getting flash backs of last night. They're coming in song form.
I think after that blow job he got the other day he'd set himself on fire if I asked.
The melted ice in my drinks tonight is probably the most water I've had in like 3 days accumulated.
4 people stoned, 3 boys I've slept with, 2 I gave chlamydia, and a partridge in a pear treeeeee
How festive
I call him Seabiscuit because he's my trusty steed
please let it be arousing that I used numbers to figure out how well I'd give you head
If you kill yourself you won't get to feel that feeling when you have a good shit in the morning. Arent you gonna miss that?
I just twinged a muscle in my shoulder trying to hug myself. In the world of loneliness-based injuries, this is a new low for me.
So I woke and tried to get up. Then I realised my foot was stuck in the pocket of the pool table.
I got a pots and pans set and a vibrator. Merry Crisis.
Randomize
