i'm writing my speech about my 4th grade backstreet boy concert experience. that sums up how seriously i take my life.
Is King's over? Or do I still have to say 'On Matt's cock' at the end of every sentence on matt's cock?
grilled cheese. we just shotgunned grilled cheese.
she called me a fuckfaceshitdick. not that's creative. it sounds like a crayola crayon, preferrably an orange-brown shade.
She's the perfect storm when it comes to psycho stalkers
Yeah, well I just made $600 while taking a shut cause two diff clients called while I was in here. Tell me being a lawyer doesn't kick ass.
Ok fine. Wild. Free. Like a stallion set free in a beautiful meadow filled with flowers and sexy lady horses
Whenever I'm not in the mood and don't want to go to bed swampy, I just strategically suck him off during the second period intermission of the Cup playoffs and he leaves me alone and does the dishes. It's a win-win.
Just follow the currents of life. And if they take me on to a guys dick, so be it.
I feel like they've probably fucked. Like.. you don't just bring a bitch a Big Mac if you haven't fucked her.
AND HOLY SHIT FLUBBER IS ON NETFLIX
I refuse to answer that question on the grounds that it may incriminate me
like, is this a date?? I'm sitting on his couch drinking a juice box while he makes taquitos in sweat pants
Honestly, I want an afternoon of mild abuse, mixed with face fucking and general molestation that turns in love making, laughter and cinnamon toast crunch naked in bed.
Not sure but if it exists I will find it and I will fill my face with it
Randomize
