my number is 615-555-1212, <3 your favorite asshole
the next morning i told him i was impressed that he remembered my name. he said it wasn't that hard when "tracy
i just found a bag of weed behind my capital one card. i guess that's what's in my wallet.
so the time management class we had to take for work seems to be working. I just beat off instead of waiting for gf to get home bc it fit my schedule better.
full cup flip cup was not exactly the reason I wanted to tell the cops when I was sleeping on the curb
remind me not to fuck anymore half bald 20 year olds. because obviously there's attachment issues
He was fucking her while he was wiping my tears.
My head. My head is the problem. Also alcoholism.
I opened up my wallet and it was filled with puke.
These days, you and me are swimming in dicks.
Marco
Polo
The only difference is Iv never super glued straws to your nipples.
And then you asked me why my legs were so thick and started measuring them with a ruler
I should be free tonight unless my 5 speed vibrator arrives in the mail today, than we might have scheduling conflicts.
Come over so I can fuck you louder than her country music
you went over there?
His drunk texts were grammatically perfect. At least our kids will be smart.
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