called my therapist. she asked if I was sad bc of m.j.'s death. are ppl that pathetic?
you need more empathy. some people get depressed for reasons OTHER than being a whore.
I'm drinking while I write this paper. When I can't see the screen anymore I'm gonna come out
dude are you gonna smoke tonight? my day was shit and I wanna get high
worker bees can leave....even drones can fly away....the queen is their slave
nevermind....I'm on the way
Don't take this the wrong way but I just mistook a trash can for you
All I remember is running out of the bathroom with one shoe on and the other in my hand. Pretty sure I was yelling as well.
2 things. 1. I just gave her a 6 hour long marathon fucking for America. 2. Thought of a new invention halfway through, and it's flawless.
Don't talk about his dick. That's mine. There's a copyright on it. Use with permission
It's take your daughter to work day... I really shouldn't be here right now
I'm worried my skin won't stretch enough to handle this boner. Then what?
Apparently coming home smelling like I took a bath in beer is frowned upon in this household. I'm so glad I don't actually live here.
I saw the attitude and didn't even try. Line of the night from one guy who talked with them for a while said, "I don't meet you standards. I have a job and would treat you well." She was blank faced.
You took motorboating me in public to a whole new level. You poured your beer down my top and LAPPED IT UP.
He texted his hospitalized grandma while inside me, so really a perfect gentleman.
I just wanna be naked and go frolic in the snow
i want to say his dick was in it but not his heart
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