she asked me if i wanted her to take her wedding ring off while she was giving me a handjob.
she is medically diagnosed as a nympho. she has the paper to prove it. hell. fucking. yeah.
I know i should have focused more on what you were saying in the text rather than the fact you spelt "suicidal" wrong
Oddly enough when I decided to stop whoreing myself out... I lost most of my companionship.
My dry heaving is complicating my ability to speak.
Just woke up bloody and clutching a rear view mirror I'm pretty sure is from my car. For those of you keeping score at home this is why I stopped drinking four loko.
DIN'T JUSGE NE.
I kind of drew a blank when the doctor asked me how I got super glue up my nose.
I lull them into a false sense of security with my gayness. Then when they're vulnerable, I strike, like a snake. A big non-gay snake, with huge balls.
Can't you just imagine you've grudge fucked me so we can get past this?
I just singed the hair in my nose trying to re-light a joint. now all i can smell is burnt hair. day ruiner
Do me a favor and scream dirty things at him in a polite sexy, come hither way
For now I'm a single mom monday-thursday and a drunk looking for dick the rest of the week
i like that he makes me laugh. those are like my two favorite things. laughing and fucking.
In case you were wondering I realized something last night, Rick James was correct. Cocaine is a hell of a drug.
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