Something clean will definitely be barfed on tomorrow.
Mental picture: Us at a bar keeping it classy shot gunning PBR's in the corner.
That was a good example of when keeping it real goes right
i dont know why he would complain when i touch him there.
I caved and texted him. But it's strictly drug dealing business so it doesn't count.
I just jerked off and used a stopwatch to track my results. Pretty depressing on multiple fronts.
So at what point do I tell her that I like fucking these hot southern girls more than I like my relationship with her?
It seems to me that once you begin comparing Jesus to hercules and calling him a super pimp you should put the wine away...
I think I've lost the thrill of being a slut. It's just that the newness has worn off, I think.
Just so you know, you're MY booty call. Feel degraded.
Chilling. The soap was talking at one point if I rememeber right...
I'm having a really difficult time dealing with the fact that my dog now shares a name with Snooki's crotch-spawn.
dude, you declined head because you wanted to tell her about how you put cinnamon in your weed. also, we're low on Chef Boyardee
Dear Jesus. Send me strength to not suck cock this morning.
And he came by and picked me up. We cuddled in his car then had sex until... an officer doing his rounds put a spotlight on crazy haired, naked me straddling him.
Like he was inside me when I made eye contact with a police man.
I asked him to make me two boxes of macaroni and cheese. That's like eight servings. How did I think that was an okay amount.
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