So he says "lean over this" which is a chain across the doorway, held into the wall with bolts. I do. Then he puts his weight on top of me to try and get it in.
It breaks. We fall.
I now have a broken nose, a concussion, and an infected, split lip. Why do I have the worst luck in guys?
i think i just saw hanson at the grocery store. one might have been a girl. hard to tell. lets call that one taylor.
He asked me if I "almost moaned"
Hne relally is a cite oerfect gome. Nes awddddddddooooome.
I don't know what's happening. Everyone is wearing beaks.
He compliments me like a gay guy and fucks me like a starved nympho. I'm in love.
Dude imagine how many pictures of dicks Obama gets. That can't be unusual. Almost every kids in the US has written the president a letter.
I only got lap dances from the ugliest strippers, i couldnt stop myself from laughing the entire time.
Well I'm in the bathtub smoking a bowl and eating doritos and frosting so I might not be the one to advise you on this shit but I'll try.
I'm sure you're still partially crippled from thar blow job on Saturday, so I understand it's probably difficult to text.
You don't even know. The entire marching band thinks I'm an alcoholic.
I have a magical vagina and I can't deny it anymore
All I've done today is make sangria and wonder what the hell I'm doing with my life.
Breaking news: when you're gone every towel is a dick towel
Hes back in his dorm room dancing naked with 3D glasses on.
and he said that acid doesnt really do anything to him...
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