Its ok relax. i can tell ur gonna start raggin. talk 2 u next week
We had sex on the hood of my car and broke the windshield.
Life's too short to consider the larger psychological underpinnings of my lust.
That's like lying to my vagina. I can't betray it like that.
She kept chasing him yelling thief, because he drank some of her drink. That was at 8, it got worse.
And then he told me he just wanted me to hold his cock while we watched tv...
I just stood up and am wasted. I think I just admitted to my mom that I am trying to fuck everyone in New York because they're skinny and ethnically ambiguous. Meanwhile, happy hour isn't over yet.
you were leaning up against the wall pulling your shirt up asking girls to dance on you. your courage to do that is both admirable and frightening.
Also I like this area. Lots of places for me to get tacos.
Eric was just sitting there open-mouthed swallowing sake from that squirt bottle for so long the lady across from us leaned over to her kid and told him not to end up like "the big alcoholic one"
I'm 10 cats away from completing my post divorce transformation.
We were making out and truffle butter was playing in the background. I stopped mid make out session and said, "I'm really sorry but I have to rap Nicki's part."
Needless to say, I did not go home with him cause he kinda resembled a guppy fish.
I hate csi yet I find myself watching a full marathon. I am also eating hotdog buns stuffed with barbecue chips and they are quite tasty
according to the calendar even that i put in my phone last night, i'm supposed to fuck shit up at 11am today... i really hope i didn't miss something important
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