just wrote on a church. and then stalked a boy, by the way, i fucked him. him being your friend, also, love tacos.
I gave her a mint afterward. It felt like giving turndown service at Hotel BJ.
1. my parents still have sex. 2. being a screamer runs in the family. 3. so much so that i can tell what number of orgasms she's on. 4.so looks like i'm stuck outside a while
well, i woke up this morning to a note i left myself my dry erase board, "dear you: i had sex with someone awful."
So the bartender just told me that there was numerous people who saw me having sex on the rooftop last weekend. +1
theres a turtle on the table. helping me eat my ramon noodles.
Uuh, dude you came running out of the bar screaming you didn't want to hear that song, ran face first into a truck, spun around 3 times and hit the sidewalk. I tried to catch you.
Let me put it this way - if I had a list of things I would like between my legs, she would rank below the cello I turned into firewood sophomore year.
The party got hot, we all started raging, took off some clothes, someone threw me in the shower and we all kept raging. Nude Rager, I was there at the point of conception.
I forgot to ask you how long you're housesitting. By which I mean how many bones can I get in averaging 2.5 bones per day.
20.
I am harder than a fucking diamond and Michael Bolton is playing. Your move.
If I could go one week without being called a maneater or a spanish trolip that would be great.
His dick is a spiritual experience and meditation is very important to me.
sorry for the late response. was in jail for 6 months.
thank you for the vibrator recommendation, i've come six times today and it's only noon
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