I just came to the conclusion that the most depressing part of my day is when I have to put clothes on.
I dont know if he should be happy or mad about it but he's too big for a blow job.
His dick might not be the answer to my problems, but I'm definitely ok with testing it as a possible solution.
Call 911 I'm faking my own death so this fat chick leaves my room
The money is just too good to quit doing it. I'm using the same justification strippers use.
I don't even see the point of going over to his place dressed anymore.
I hope you fall on your chin.
Jealousy makes you ugly.
You also hate cartoons and musicals, so I will take that to mean the movie was as awesome as I thought it was..smoke weed
It was like we had a conversation with our eyes.
Was it a good conversation?
It was an awkward, sexual conversation.
You sent 2 glasses of water to the table next us and told to the waitress they were on you. I repeat: water
you bit my nipple really hard and then looked at me and said 'i feel responsible for the state of your nipples'
Did you leave a mouse under my pillow again?
Ok, stop saying "youths." You're 23.
I am drunk and aggressive about the olympixs
It's spelled Olympics
Oh, did your mom say anything else about my butt?
I’d clean the kitchen before making food. Mark “rang in the New Year” with some rando in there last night
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