but it happened after you broke up with me and before we made up.
Jack off faster Americas best dance crew is beyonce themed
I'm drinking reisling in a paper cup by myself in the garage.
Its the Friday before break. There are 20 kids in my 300 person lecture hall. All with the same what the fuck am I doing here look on there face.
You threw up in a Dixie cup last night. Oddly, you just gained major points in my book for that.
I got cut off for calling the flower girl a slut. What are you doing?
We stuck the straw in the bourbon as a joke, you saw it as a challenge.
Uh yeah. I ate a brick of cheese. Didn't even cut it. We were admiring the teeth marks I was leaving. We decided it was the negative of my mouth
This is simple. Just sex and high fives. No feelings.
He picked me up in the very car he devirginized me in, his moms toyota.
are you putting in a lot of effort today like appearance wise
I am taking my rightful place as emperor of the undead appearance wise
I can recall having this conversation with a three year old, but go on
I have this vague feeling that I was involved in a dance off with a homeless man?
I should stop using "Braveheart would do it" as a basis for decision making...
I'm going to be such a slut in Europe I've already decided
Send me dick pics. We'll make a scrap book
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