my roommate just caught me washing a dildo in the sink.
honey bunches of taint.
I wonder what it would be like to masturbate in space
New moon trailer came on. Theater booed. I love these people.
my breakfast just consisted of gushers (made with real fruit!) and they're trying to tell me im not eating right?
Ok. Also I almost just threw up. Seriously. I was think to myself "really? Here? Now? At my work desk?" and then it went away.
Had to make a piece of abstract art. Your dick is in it
Also, the zoloft kicked in and I can't get an erection anymore. So I'm depressed.
We will. we just need a little inspiration.... in smoke form.
Neat. I'm thinking about growing a handlebar muffstache. What are your thoughts on this?
Do you ever actually plan things? Or is it always drugs then whatever happens? I'm considering being worried about you
He goes to Columbia so regardless of how he looks I should fuck him right?
What am I supposed to say? "Hey remember last spring when I did an ergonomic assessment on your office, well here's an ergo for your dick."
Are you sure you found YOUR underwear?
He couldn’t find my clit with a map. Literally. I drew him a map.
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