I can't tonight. I'm still nursing a beach sex injury. Don't wanna talk about it.
my brain is sober enough to have a conversation.. but my arms feel nice
Swine flu is the new snow day.
Party was cancelled. Me and my dog are high as tits. Wanna go roam the outlet mall?
Thats alot of pressure.
Just on your vagina. BTW I'm passing your house.
I want to get back to junior year skinny- without all the drugs.
You just sat there for two solid hours staring at your monitor and every five minutes screamed "LEGOOOOOS"
Only you would have a vasectomy while you're awake and report on the soundtrack first
If I shaved my pubic hair into a heart for valentine's day how much would you judge me?
Also this guy in my contact as hairy jerry sent me a pic of him shirtless and said I miss you and I have no idea who he is /when or if I met him but that's not normal?!
All she has to do is text me and my dick gets hard. It doesn't matter what it's about. Last text was about a homeless dude
I mean. I'm excited for the Seahawks too. I just love nachos.
His baby mama found the pictures of us, she couldn't see my face but she could see my asshole. So I'm safe.
You drunk-dialed me and asked me to describe my burrito
My brain is like a TV with 10 channels, 9 of them are static and the other one just plays that one Nagito Komaeda edit on loop 24/7
Randomize
