so I'm never txting u again after today...
y?
cuz i don't wanna see it on blogspot :)
ha...too late
When are you freeeeeeeeee?
My phone auto corrected that to freeeeeeeeeedoooooooooom. That's kinda awesome.
I just puked in the mop bucket at work. I think I need to go home.
I just saw a guy in front of the courthouse giving himself a sobriety test and fail it...this can't end well
dude, it should not be this hard to find a bottomless mimosa on a friday morning
Saying he's good in bed would be like saying Soulja Boy is a good rapper, completely unlogical if you've heard him.
She saved the condom from the first time we did it.
Woke up this morning to my mom on the phone with my dad saying, "It's probably just your prostate." Reasons to move out. Go.
there is a strobe light in my taxi. in what way is this safe.
He kept surfacing with a delighted look on his face, guessing different types of food to try to figure out what makes my pussy taste so good.
The problem with Wednesday evening drinking is that no gets to my level. It's like like a one man party. But it's a goood party.
He was wearing running shoes tho. Thats like the cardinal rule. You don't fuck a guy who wears running shoes as regular shoes.
She kissed me, then said "mmm your face tastes like it needs my pussy on it."
Like your dick isn't Beyoncé, it doesn't get close ups
Dude it's unhealthy how much I love vagina in my face
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