so i just googled the prescription for aldara i saw on your desk this morning...
I tried booty calling last night but apparently he was too tired and wants to meet up tonight. I told him planning defeats the purpose.
it feels like my vag is blowing bubbles
I'm in the dining hall. that same guy is here again, the one who sits alone and talks to his silverware.
My passouts and memory loss are great training for when I have alzheimers. You'll know where to look when I get lost.
This is me reassuring you that I'm still alive and making sure you still are.
She only remembers me when she's drunk. It's like I'm a suppressed memory that only surfaces with alcohol.
Just checked my phone. Sometime last night I googled sex positions in a tent. Was there even a tent there?
I was so exhausted I thought about using my deep throat spray to stop my coughing.
Also when i was high i would close my eyes and see a puppy on a grill having pancake batter poured on it.... And for whatever reason it was fucking hilarious.
My arms are hairy. And so Is my left leg. Just my left leg, the right is smooth.
Is this the point in which we come to terms with our lesbianism or is that after you send me more ass pics...
As long as you keep bringing fries home, i'll keep being naked when you get home
He's a real gentleman. At least he tried to flush my closet's handle after he pissed in it.
I'm now using my vagina for good, not evil. Trying to restore balance to the force.
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