I used to have a blog that was basically all about ****** and all of his sexual misadventures
I mean it made tucker max look like a fucking alterboy
But unfortunatley his mom did a google search and found it
sometimes i wish i had a whole other life to spend on youtube
smell my finger.
the vast amounts of cleavage i'm sporting to my final says "no, I didn't study but don't worry I've got something lined up for when I don't graduate".
she said they gang banged her to "who let the dogs out." the dude left of the middle barked along. sounds like a good time.
I'd really appreciate it if we could dress up as pilgrims and indians for the thanksgiving eve bar crawl
He told me he was in a Proactive commercial. It didn't seem to work for him but he was buying me shots so I slept with him anyways.
That's the point of day drinking, get fucked up by 6pm so you can get stuff done the next day. It's the adult thing to do.
My vagina can tell he is in a metal band. I dont know if I can sit down.
Just think of your bundle of joy thats on its way. And how hes gunna rip your vagina apart
Die.
I can't even properly respond cuz I'm ballsdeep in falafel
Dude, I just hit your nipple with a bottle of lube while you were wearing a shirt, 10 feet away without my glasses and I only have "not bad" aim?
I'm serenading his dick with my words. I understand how poets get inspiration now.
I believe the only reason I am slightly functional right now is the leftover drugs in my nose that I keep sniffing
Okay everything with a penis is officially dead in my eyes
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