The worst part is I think my tongue cut his penis and now he wont talk to me.
saturday- my day is open, my legs are not. you in?
well apparently not.
It snowed today. The whore-inducing weather is official over.
All I remember from my 21st is crying because the bouncer made him put his shirt back on
Honestly, I've had enough of his asshole to last me the new year.
Please tell me you're talking about his personality.
kool aid jammers and 151...our childhood has officially been corrupted.
My dick can't jump between your dick and her mouth, man. It's impossible, I think.
Lets just make a point system, like if we have sex add a point, if they leave after take away a point, if they stay all fucking day take away a point
I'm just like... Utterly amazed that we're still alive at this point. Who'da thunk it....
I would go a lot of places to get laid. But I would NOT go to Staten Island.
He's got the most well kempt beard I've ever seen and I need it between my thighs is basically what I'm saying
yep, just sat in the backseat of my car for about five minutes looking for the vodka soaked underwear,when i came to the realization that i really gotta start getting my shit together..
He said we were going to get fucked up in the woods so here we are
You would be successful and sober without me. you can't turn your bakon me now
She calls him the walking dildo to his face. That relationship is already fucked up.
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