Mustard is by no means a replacement for yellow wall paint
it was really bad. he went around saying "I want you inside of me" to everyone.
And that's the fourth pair of yoga pants with unwashable stains from you.
So scratching an ex marines beard, telling him "nice hairy pussy." then when he opens his mouth to respond, I started fingering his mouth. Needless to say was a horrible idea
I feel my soul being ripped out of my eye sockets
So the dude who sold me my english book is the same guy who let me punch him in the face in exchange for a cig at a party a few weeks ago. small world huh ?
GET ME OUT OF HERE THE DOCTOR KNOWS HE IS JUDGING ME I DEMAND A PRISON BREAK
I actually haven't slept with anyone in a while. I think my whore phase is just seasonal.
Like I didn't gracefully walk into these feelings. No, I fucking stumbled and fell face fucking first.
Nothing says "Happy New Year" like having to shit into a plastic bag.
I can't tell if my need for dick is more than my want to strangle him
You could cut the tension with my nipples.
Say whatever the fuck you want about me, but leave my deceased cat out of it.
Long story short I shit on a sidewalk while walking with multiple people. Then sprinted around the streets of Tallahassee in only gym shorts as I tore my toga off and wore it as a cape.
I think I recall josh coming in to the room to tuck us in and give us a few condoms and I threw them back all furious and told him 'we don't use those.' Oh god
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