Memory from last night that just came back: me forcibly jacking him off while he yelled I DONT LIKE HANDJOBS I DONT LIKE HANDJOBS
I mean I found and stalk his moms facebook.. that obsessed.
dudes here are drinking wine, and not in the forgivable 'just doing this to get laid' way
you were stumbling around in your attic looking for all your swim team medals because you wanted to "feel like a champion."
I know i should have focused more on what you were saying in the text rather than the fact you spelt "suicidal" wrong
Can't show you right now as we are in public and he refuses to let me photograph his penis in a bar.
In an unknown location. With a giant marshmallow stuck to my back. Hello breakfast.
don't be alarmed if you come back and i'm passed out drunk and naked cuddling with the franzia.
I feel a bullet train of disappointment headed in your direction.
I don't know anybody that can get the cops to drive them back to the bar after being pulled out of a tree
it happenes
Let's go buy marshmallows and play chubby bunny until we feel alive again
I want to create a human. Discussion later.
they just got in argument over who had more of your dick pics. quit sending shit to my sisters fucker
I have a mailbox and I don't know why.
this is the 3rd time this week I've gone to the liquor store to stock up for the next 2 weeks
Randomize
