Only a mothe r could love this liver
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.
He wouldn't know what to do with his penis even if they made a "how to get a blowjob for dummies" guide
2 v-cards in one night. impossible is nothing.
As per my father's affair, married men are no longer off limits.
Everything is fine now . The coast guard said we just can't take the inflatable trampling out past the break way anymore
Speaking is such a hard concept right now
My liver is begging me not to go, but sadly enough for him my feet and hands control me getting there.
I was wearing the shirt my little sister got for her birthday when the condom broke. I finally have it back to her and told her it was bad luck
It felt as if we were fucking on a sea of baby feet and morgan freemans face hair
Almost to work. And still feel hungover. Like my body is trying to regenerate after dying. Full on zombie shit. But like, one of those zombies from warm bodies that comes back to life slowly.
So im waiting for someone at grand central and i look up AND THE ENTIRE BALCONY IS FILLED WITH BOY SCOUTS I AM TERRIFIED
Getting free blow from a total stranger, who asked permission to stroke my eyebrows, was the highlight of my evening out. Also, I have a new cuddle dealer.
Please tell me those naked pics were not your mom. Lie if you have to.
I wouldn't know what to do. You never really mentally prepare for a cactus getting thrown at your face.
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