Raging hang over. 6AM finish. Shat on a bag of trash in an alley. D L that last bit.
nothing can go wrong this weekend. $1500 to spend. i have options for hookups every night. my backup plans have backup plans
They had half off shots during the fourth quarter. I was powerless.
idk what id do withouhrh yoy btro
we are both sitting on my bed desperately refreshing the order tracking page for dominos.
Makin mac and cheese without you. Definitely seem to do this better inside you. Splashed boiling water on my cock
so i guess now we know you can get away with peeing mere feet from the Capitol if you shout IM PREGNANT at the guards
"Friendship bread", "how to get period stains out of cement", and "elephant bereavement" are all in my recent google history. Whatever shit that was last night really did me in...
I just soaked a sugar cookie in nail polish remover to clean off my nails because I was too lazy to walk to the bathroom to get a cotton ball. Is this what rock bottom feels like?
I'm full of champagne and rage, of course I'm showing up at his house.
Do you want to go soon I'm overthinking life and my butthole again
I thought I'd never say this, but if I had to choose between these cookies and sex, it would be these cookies
His exact words: "I don't have anything you can't treat with antibiotics."
i woke up on the floor in front of the fireplace and my last google search was "fuck sponges"
It still amazes me Mike had to have neck surgery after eating me out so much.
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