Its ok relax. i can tell ur gonna start raggin. talk 2 u next week
I've been emailing with a woman. I don't think she's into me, but we've become sorta email buddies. I'm hoping to meet her because on her profile she states she's into 'fisting.' Frankly the thought kinda freaks me out but I'm dying to see what kind of woman is 1) into that and 2) admits it upfront.
my mom walked in on me smoking weed alone, listening to the eagles, and just staring at the river. she totally knew.
Theyr drawing diagrams to try to explain to me how high they are
please just be careful, i just switched my facebook status to "in a relationship", i would look really pathetic if i had to change it back to "single" already
3 girls crying in the bathroom at the bar. Its like a Christmas song
Before you say anything, my vagine does NOT discriminate against young dads
Also, I'd like to add that that I'm not quitting my job, my boss fed me shots at 11 am this morning.
Do you think royal wedding drunk calls for wine or tequila?
high enough to want to lick peanut butter off of Michael Buble's vocal chords as he serenades me.
My suggestion is that you just get high and set shit on fire
Failing this, see a doctor for elephant tranquillisers, to be taken with whiskey orally, twice at dawn.
you smell like vanilla and daddy issues
I sure hope so...I wonder if he could tell in that email that I'm really good at blow jobs. Hopefully he heard that tone. Any means necessary.
I know her cup size but not her name....
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