Going back to my hometown to drink absinthe with highschool boys. Remind me to evaluate this decision tomorrow.
this kid down the hall keeps banging on his drums...i feel like i'm living in jumanji
she keeps a pillow, blanket, and a pack of saltines under the bathroom sink, for "rough nights".
Define 'illegal'. Your idea of it and my idea are in separate universes.
its fine. mom just made me chug a long island. and made a crying face when i balked. we'll talk tomorrow.
She's dressed as a slutty goth schoolgirl. Those are my three favorite things. God himself could not give me whiskey dick.
I bet his dick wears a tuxedo.
It was incredible. For as long as I live, I will gladly drop whatever I'm doing and spend a night with her face between my legs ANY time she asks.
I am decidedly straight, but I'll write it into my wedding vows if I have to.
So lets not base feelings on vagina tingles
I miss forts and drugs that made me believe in unicorns...
it was so good i reconsidered my staunch atheism
I was basically just fingering myself and thinking about space.
My guy issues hinge on tonight's game. Caps win, it's Dustin. Rangers win, Josh. I even flipped a coin to see who got what team
He played Harry Potter Fan Fiction videos to get me in the mood. He might be the one.
I'm not saying it wasn't great. I'm just saying sleeping with a gassy, depressed,45 year old mother was a different experience. Would do it again though.
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