I had a dream last night where you were a transsexual in a low cut blue dress with lovely long brown hair. You were very pretty. I hope you are well.
I really wish I could go back in time to change the course of events that led to me sitting on the internet at 3 Googling 'Traumatic masturbation' while talking to you about failed dates, and running a virtual restaurant in a video game.
Fuck?...well quicky, i have to study...unless you can read my book while i bang you, then it can last four chapters
I can be that talented
I'm watching tv and he's trying to stick a vibrator in my ass
I really don't want to move...I'm having a motivation problem.
kev is about to show us pictures of the tranny he accidentally fucked last night.
I'll be there in 10
halloween costumes for girls are easy, slutty teacher, slutty cop, slutty nurse, etc...
exactly, that's why i want something interesting
slutty neuroscientist?
there is cereal in my wallet where all the cash used to be.
i wish that i had sketchier friends so that it would be easier to get drugs
you dialed the number "23" then talked to it for three minutes
my affection for youporn is starting to get disturbing... i just thought about sending them a christmas card
The shit show didn't end. it just relocated itself to my apartment instead of yours.
you also need to get my treadmill fixed.
I need an IV, a new head, and stronger morals.
I can now recognize that when my wine bottle reaches a certain point, I probably shouldn't tweet, text or call anyone. RESPONSIBILITY
I've been really sick the past 4 days. Last night, I actually turned down a bj. I may be dying.
the night literally screamed "cock and ball torture"
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