I wouldn't necessarily call it an addiction, more of a passion. I'm habitually passionate.
and i forgot to tell you that my armpit hair is now completely grown back. man i love winter.
dont seek real advice from me tonight cause its always gonna end with we should have sex
What hospital were we in last night? Insurance needs to know
so, does the "dick the size of your forearm" thing run in the family then?
Did you just buzz the apartment and throw shit at the window? Josh and rob came into my room and woke me up
Fuck you Ian. U owe me $3.65 cuz thasts what I thfrew at ur window trying to wake ur ass up. And fuck u for not giving a shit
i love all of you. Physical. Emotional. Mental. All of it. When we speak i feel like a feather or a dragon depending on the conversation ...
He said bow chicka bow wow. I never thought being sexually degraded would be such a turn on.
can't decide if i look like a hooker or a missing member of Poison today
Btw I don't have words to express my appreciation at how many times you've had to be on a dirty bar bathroom floor for me in the past two weeks
I'm pretty sure that my eyebrow is going to be swollen from a sex injury tomorrow and possibly a black eye. If it forms that way it wiil be the second time. Different eyeball. Different decade.
For someone who wanted a break I'm getting way to much dick
Rum and your dick are involved. You're relying on the unreliable narrator.
Do you know how difficult it is to snap a good dick pic while driving?
Dude, I danced with Abe Lincoln! How could last night have been any better???
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