i hope S**** or M***** or someone took note of the fact that i was drinking popov like water and could no longer form sentences. i mean, dont get me wrong i had been thinking about boning R*** long before my sobriety left the picture but the number of reasons not to, outweighed the temptation and without sir robert burnett as R***'s wingman, it would have never happened
ignore voicemail. the cock hath been unblocked.
His pubic hair was longer than his dick
Ask politely.
Fine. Can i please come over, hang out with you, sit around a campfire, smoke tree, listen to sublime, and fuck the shit out of you?
Thats good enough.
I'm sober enough to realize she looks like a man, but drunk enough to do it anyways
She compares her life to Teen Mom. She's 28.
it's like a replay of two fridays ago...except not in a motel and i'm not having sex in the shower.
What ever happened to the whole 'innocent until proven guilty' thing. Like 'not pregnant until proven pregnant'. That's how it should be...
Tell him I'm the girl who was excited he spoke English. Then ask him where he picked me up from.
You just said we could build a blanket and pillow "fuck fort." Of course I'm never leaving you.
She said " I'm going to get her back one day soon for putting extacy in my pop while I drove her to whislter" just a heads up.
The ONE weekend I don't put anything up my nose, and it decides to bleed like crazy
There is a 90 percent chance I threw up in a mailbox last night....
I don't send those kind of pictures unless the recipient has already been up close and personal with it. I don't give previews, but I will provide recaps.
You threw him in the dryer?
He went in of his own accord. Mumbled something about experiencing the blossoming of popcorn.
Randomize
