He warned me he may piss the bed. I'm oddly okay with this.
Saw a guy in a chef outfit covered in mustard talking jiberish into his phone running across the skywalk.
Also, the zoloft kicked in and I can't get an erection anymore. So I'm depressed.
then he tried to tell me how many times he had seen Scott's dick. his estimate was about 180 times. he thought I didn't understand.
I want to hump her dimples until her face caves in.
So many issues. You honestly need help.
Like her Facebook page isn't even hers. It belongs to her tits. It's Titsbook
my spring break was before theirs and i literally fed him vodka all week, only stopping for class and bowls. like handles. i cant even think anymore, that chastity belt was hard to get off,
I told him we could fuck whenever was concurrent for both of us
Just realized I'm still chewing the same gum post blow job. This Stride shit really has everlasting flavor. They should totally have an ad campaign based on blow jobs.
Also barcrawl friday. You ARE wearing a tiara
That seems dangerous to buy acid from a stranger on craigslist
I'm so sorry to hear about your grandmother. Also how many grams are in an eighth?
I currently don't understand fingers.
This is the fourth guy that I've broken in to gay sex. How the hell do they find me?
Positive reviews on angieslist?
Same way I cope with everything else. With dildos, dunkin and depeche mode
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