Dude sorry i couldnt seem to spell any words right in the texts i sent you last night
I felt like a fucking code breaker.
I'm sorry..where i come from learning how to exploit a wealthy middle aged man is a right of passage
so my doctor just swabbed my throat, and he looked up in suprise when i had no gag reflex. yea, he just judged me.
She was kinda tragic... like a puppy that runs into things. Cute but really stupid. So, yeah, I hit it.
Something's wrong. My throat is definitely not in it's normal spot. Way too low.
i decided if i had to, i could survive with only 3 fingers on each hand.
Go to hungover. Go directly to hungover. Do not pass go. Do not collect 200 dollars
I'm like still hungover from the quinceanera.
You can't say "my boobs are wonderful" and not expect my drunken subconscious to focus on wanting to see them. Btw-can I see them?
Just checked in with my friend who walked in on us. He thinks you two had a spiritual connection and he's bugging out
He was also rolling face on molly so his perception of divinity might be slightly off
It's a mix of hot dirty sex and week old bong water
He noticed my new Lipstick so later tonight it's going to be on his dick.
He showed up to my apt at 6am wearing a suit and holding a bag of coke....how could I not let him in?
When I came she triumphantly exclaimed, "MUAHAHA VICTORY IS MINE!"
Can u pick up some lemons on the way? I have Tequila and a sore throat..I need them for both
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