So I have to ask... did I meet your lumberjack expectations? I mean, minus the red flannel and all.
Bts the comment you were making during that picture was "look we have penises"
I'm going to skip that pointless convo with Mark, stick with the "we're talking" status, and bone barely legal, borderline gay, preppy guys on the DL.
We are possibly on our way, unless we see the limo full of strippers.
We woke up, fucked twice, she drank 3 warm heinekins to cure her hangover and said "Im glad you're still hott when im sober"
we're going to the olympic park to run the 100m yeaaaahhh
it's 3am. Nothing could possibly go wrong here.
To give you an idea, there's a group upstairs trying to break down a door with their fists and heads.
The other guys kept waking up so I hid... Like, dick in mouth, hiding in his sleeping bag
Should I have spent my entire pay check on Crown Royal and LSD? No. Do I regret it? Also, no.
Just got a snapchat from him that was a video of with the caption "my new apartment" in Brazil. I think we might not be seeing eachother anymore.
Slap a cop in the butt for a felony charge. Check.
How is it that 364 days a year I'm the adult, but on Halloween you completely forget how to have fun and become my grandma?
Last night I had a dream that a man with an ice cream body entered a bicycle throwing contest and won.
To the woman who just heard me unscrew my flask in the Denny's women's bathroom at 10am: discretion isn't required but greatly appreciated.
Did you at least share?
after we fucked i left the room and when i came back he was patting his dick whispering "prouda you lil guy...prouda you"
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