Letd wlk him
Lrtd walek hime
Lets wlk home,,,ther we go
I met the nicest Tranny last night. He/She loves Cheetos.
I wouldn't call it sex. It's like when you put a plug in a socket half way. It's not all the way in but it still turns on the light.
i remember introducing him to all my posters and making him be extra nice to frank sinatra and bob dylan before he fucked me
i can't decided whether the fact that her nipples are bigger then her palms is a problem or not
Great. My funeral dress now smells of smoke and disappointing sex.
I'm cleaning my bathroom. That being said I found a klonopin and dropped it and stepped on it. Floor is clean im gonna snort it.
I would have screamed and cried and bled and shit and then died. Fuck that guy.
Well, maybe we can talk about it over a drink and some crushed up vicodin.
Does Jesus have blonde highlights? Pretty sure I saw him in a lavender shirt and Sperry's.
I'm studying. And by studying I mean I am laying on my floor drinking boones farm alone. Last two weeks. Fuck it.
I'm not over that dildo rifle story. I don't think I ever will be.
Foreign objects found in purse this morning include: chocolate covered pretzels, pepper spray, and farm animal shaped key chains (you know the ones you squeeze and fake poop comes out, yea those)
He set the tone in the back of his car by blasting Marvin Gaye's sexual healing before railing me
A massage should never include spaghetti sauce. shit was fucked up
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