i was shrooming and she was sobbing. i was trying to be sympathetic, but i could see the veins working like worms under her skin. and then her face stripped down to the muscle.
what was she crying about?
i wanna say it was the lack of skin on her face but maybe she lost her job.
my phone cant type all the emotion im having
I forgot to mention I threw up in my wine glass AND my neighbors empty cup.
The mystery has been solved. Seagulls have sex doggy-style.
To say he's a good fuck is like saying the beatles had a bit of success. My vag is still mourning the fact he moved.
I can't look at him without thinking about his cum face
My weekend will be all about the double d's, desert & debauchery
I didn't ask for a picture of your soft dick.
Then he claimed me as his prize for 3rd place in a wing eating contest. Too romantic.
im in the post action - pre consequence stage.
You merely adopted the alcohol. I was born into it. Molded by it. I didn't see the hang over until I was a man and by then it was only blinding.
Don't be upset because I bitch slapped you with intelligence
I answered the booty call in my Trophy Wife cutoff and my ex-boyfriends sweatpants with a bottle of jager.
and how was that received?
Already doing pt exercises by picking my margarita up off the night stand. Fuck yeah.
Or is it distressingly heterosexual?
Randomize
