I no longer want to be the gay that plays in the revolving door at RelationshipDale's like a seven year old with a.d.d.
there was already a condom in her . . and it was bigger than me
drunk me is my new role model. he's fearless. like not even afraid of tornadoes.
I think we need to stop being best friends, its not good for our vaginas.
I don't really see how asking you not to cum on my face or hair makes me high maintenance
It's going to take a while to see a dick pic that I enjoy more than richs helicopter video
You may have cured my horniness. I feel like my libido just got shat on by kittens who live on an enchanted rainbow.
We dropped so many bottles they would only give us plastic cups. We actually drank ourselves back to preschool.
Apparently my face was in the trashcan and in between throw ups I was screaming LOS DIABLOS. I woke up this morning with a bird flying around my room. Nobody seems as concerned as I am.
I wanted to make out with that blonde just so I could deck her boyfriend and make things interesting.
At least that would be something.
He Dutch ovened me while I was hiding under the covers from his mom. Needless to say it did not end well.
I last recall trying to play piano and asking justin for drugs. I would like to think I then gracefully laid down on the couch and shut my eyes like a sleeping kitten.
I would do everything over again, except the fireball.
He said he would get me a helmet and bedazzle it with my name and address so the cabs would know where to take me
Found your bra in my backseat. And yes it took me that long to finally clean it out from last weekend
Didn't even know it was missing, if that makes you feel any better
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