You litterally reached into some girls shirt, pulled out her tit and yelled whats up with this guy.
He felt like a one man threesome
I just got hard thinking about a crunch wrap. Im done
we didnt even have break up sex...
you had it for us with someone else...
I definitely did a line of something I don't know with a Pagan biker. I make good decisions.
I tried to talk to him, but he didn't recognize me at first. I had to show him the top of my head and then he remembered.
Someone had written "Boxmonsterette" on the bathroom wall and I just knew you'd been here.
Stormed out of the house in frustration and now I'm in public and have to take a rage dump. Today sucks.
I was going through my settings and the phone randomly started playing "Crazy Little Thing Called Love" by Dwight Yoakum. Out loud. At full volume. I was shitting. There were 3 other people in the bathroom. I love iOS 7.
He smells like cinnamon, and what I imagine to be orgasms
I'm sitting at my kitchen table alone dressed as a dinosaur smoking bowls in the dark. Is this rock bottom? Or is this living the dream? Who's to say
well ya only live once...
that cant be your answer for every horrible thing you do
3 words: harry potter burlesque. My life is so much more awesome than yours right now.
ya figured it'd be nice to explore the mythical world of sober sex i've heard so much about
i've often wondered how it works
Fuck you bitch. You're married. You got a live-in dick at home for your needs. I still gotta surf this shitty town's bars for cock
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