called my therapist. she asked if I was sad bc of m.j.'s death. are ppl that pathetic?
you need more empathy. some people get depressed for reasons OTHER than being a whore.
ugh, today is just one of those 'get high before your 8am class' days.
She used my dick as a microphone to sing "any way you want it" I'm in love.
I realized i make the same noise when i get a blow job as when i eat pizza
the can pyramid on my head actually reached a decent height before I moved.
Sorry for scaring your son with my drunken animal impressions
update: ifinallt managed t5o be in a. Horizontal position without throwing up... the snmall victories.
This honesty session brought to you by jagermeister inc.
No he exists. Who else tells me no matter how drunk I am to pull out. He's watching over me so my bastard doesn't get created.
I saw a picture of my dad holding my legs in a kegstand. Town festival=success.
I want to show up to tomorrow's study group looking like I got hit by a train. A train made of dicks.
I remember caressing his hands asking him if he moisturized, then i proceeded to put his hands on my face
I'm trying to be celibate. I'm having me time. I'm eating cake.
When I woke up I had 6 missed calls making sure I was ok and asking if I remember showing my tits to a picture of her baby.
Make sure you wash your hands. That seagull you threw was very sick.
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