By the way, shout wipes are a gift from god for people that throw up on themselves.
You got off, kissed my dick and whispered "stay hard" to it, puked and then got right back on top of me like nothing happened...
and on the fourth day, god made foam parties.
and hes going back to rehab like me, so we have common interests
I'm handcuffed to the toilet. Don't ask
I just met the neighbor hes a self proclaimed coke dealer/ softporn producer.
got into a fight with a bouncer over who's moustache is better again last night...
I have six drafts of messages to you that just say "blood" and I have no idea where they came from.
I don't really know how to say this, but I have an oven mitt to return to you tomorrow..
What are you wearing tonight?
The colors of the winddddddd
alright. I just need to set some ground rules, no lighting me on fire, and no broken bones. fair?
I woke up at 4 am. Literally pissed. No idea what happened. I could have fucked a cow.
He made me choke him and call him Papi..so all in all a good night.
I don't think this guy is worth it unless he's a skilled sexual amigo
my birth father cheated on his wife with my birth mother. it's literally in my blood to be a home wrecker.
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