Goodnight my chunky, little, marshmallow muncher
There is a girl getting fingered on my left, a middle aged drink man smoking a bong and two girls flashing the cameras in front of me. I'm in the middle trying to maintain my innocence.
I think my guts just had a chinese fire drill
She was adopted and used to dance at Sapphire. just my speed.
once i realized i was actively trying to drink the beer i was sweating out of my body i knew it was time to go to bed
she refused to get out of the dog cage till we sang "be our guest" to her.
I enjoyed our heart to heart in the trunk on the way to the stripclub
She kept telling me to calm down. I was on the floor with my eyes shut, not moving. In levels of calm I was one step above coma patient
I guess I just stopped wanting to rip his balls out and started being okay with him being alive. that's a typical feeling for exes right?
Also, nothing screams "don't talk to me because I'm unstable" like walking around eating cookie dough out of the package.
Why is my vagina being sacrificed for yours? I'm sure he would take a piece of you too. Your turn.
i was sitting in the back of a squad car completely stoned watching airplanes take off
no body wants to do anything today cause it's too cold, but a guy can only masturbate so many times a day. Ya know
I've found my soulmate with the cardboard Dos Equis man.
I got my period during my acid trip. It was weird.
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