Your lack of dick hurts my anus. I hate your loverboy tactics.
I just met lou reed's venus in furs. Her hands are slippery.
He muttered something about having just washed he sheets, then demanded I give him all my quarters.
I was under the impression that I sent actual words. turns out it was a series of letters and question marks on a side note we still had sex
It's like being the dunk pilot of a plane full of pornstars and drunkenness.
Freedom, beauty, truth, and love to all. I also probably have syphilis
I wish you would stop telling everyone that your cock turned me into a Bears fan.
You have dresses for different occasions. I need different men's dicks too. It's logic.
I told her the job opening requires being on the phone during the week and on my face on the weekends. I think she wants the job.
See, I'm just thinking of how...angular my room is. You probably would have sustained brain damage
Dreamt I had my own personal vibrator rep, who made house calls. I earned an upgrade to an electric model, since I was burning through batteries. That's it. Time for a bf.
Pregaming at Jodi's. Ten minutes
Thought it was at Brad's?
Pregaming the pregame. Need alcohol before I can see that dick.
Lol, perhaps. But the drinks are so cheap, the music is better, and the bartenders and bouncers all know my name. I can't abandon it, even if it is a gay bar, its still my Nirvana.
woke up with a tree in my apartment. also the everclear bottle is suspiciously low
suspiciously? i think one of those explains the other
He loves blowjobs.. were meant for each other.
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