only if we run a train.
done.
so looking at the guys i've dated i feel my vag is a halfway house
new level of vanity: sex dreams about deep throating myself...
He's currently rapping every word to 'more money more problems' at what could be a over 30s gay bar. I'm not sure yet. More info to come.
I pissed myself at the bar so I threw away my wet underwear and kept partying... you act you've never done that before
You know when you blow me it's the softest, most amazing feeling ever. Like putting my dick in a silk bag filled with puppy ears.
Ya I painted "STOP TRYING ANAL" on her headboard. I'm sick of listening to her whine through the wall and bitch the next day.
Watching him is like watching a star slowly implode
We're both clumsy. What does this imply for our kids?
Helmets.
Just participated in the saddest thing: Cheetos. Handjob. I have lost at life
if it looks like there's being an exorcism being performed you know your doing something right.
I knew things were bad when my gyno recommended meditation.
We have a little not a lot. We already rolled a blunt and named him Ron.
plus like he's kinda a piece of shit. a beautiful somewhat talented piece of shit that hella needs to get his life together
I have vodka, fruit gushers, and health insurance. Let's party.
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