party is dying down. we just wrote whore in the yard with gas. Photos to come.
i was shrooming and she was sobbing. i was trying to be sympathetic, but i could see the veins working like worms under her skin. and then her face stripped down to the muscle.
what was she crying about?
i wanna say it was the lack of skin on her face but maybe she lost her job.
Sometimes I wish there were a little bird hiding that would periodically go, "creep-per."
i need you to recap everything for me beyond "i think i'm gonna try vodka-pong"
My mom seriously just told me my insurance company pays for rehab. In an email. I expect a real, not just us joking, intervention coming on. I'm not accepting a "lunch date" with that bitch.
All we did was argue about ponys and drug dealers
She looked at my cock with a kind of resigned disappointment.
Why the hell did you smack that girls beer out of her hand at the end of the night then buy her a double jack and coke for?
Its called bad cop laid cop.
It felt as i were a pad of butter melting onto a piece of toast.
fuck it. im taking monday off to do some Jagering.
Your fuck buddy is making you watch the OC. I think that counts as strings attached.
you said something about joining a k-pop band before passing out topless on the trampoline.
Do you remember coming over and asking for toast and then singing that yeah toast song very loudly while you were dropping my bread all over my kitchen?
it was weird going down on him. His picture of Jesus was staring at me the entire time...
I only have sex with you to have a memory to masturbate to.
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