love how google fills in search terms for you, today for example, i ran a query for "why do girls get t"
and google finished it w/ "ramp stamps."
I felt less weird knowing others had searched this before me.
Going to eat lunch. Bunch of people in church clothes, and we are hungover, wearing pajamas, and in real danger of puking on the floor. We're about to destroy the ambience of this joint.
You wrote me a letter and I cannot make out anything you wrote except the last sentence which says "tell the wolf ill meet him at sunset and that I'm sorrry"
it's too soon in the relationship to think about him when i masturbate. so i think about his dad instead.
The last good decent convo we has was when I was trying to convince you to let me watch you pee.
They installed a lotion dispenser in the bathroom at work... its like they want me to masturbate on the clock...
Ps there is nothing more humbling in the world than havin to watch cheaper by the dozen on the waiting room tv while getting the morning after pill at the drs. Nothing
That bitch makes my crazy look like a walk in the park with cotton candy
Fuck that. I'm not afraid to die. I'll prove you can survive on a bagel bites and rum diet.
He was my shower sex Sherpa last night. And we both made it safely up the mountain.
DID YOU REALLY JUST GIVE ME A FIRST BASE SIGN
We need a fire pit. Meat. And a keg.I mean like a cow we just carve from. And cook it. We can use the milk from the udder to make White Russians
I just noticed, at some point last night I got on iTunes and purchased over 100 classical piano songs.
Did you mean to say flashlight? Or did your grandpa really give you a fleshlight for your bday?
Thanks for making me a drunk burrito last night and cutting it into bite size pieces, I always knew you were a keeper.
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