okay, this is the fifth time he asked if it was in yet. maybe i shouldn't have dated a blind guy.
i just woke up at 8pm naked in my bed, with a fresh haircut. I wonder what barber i went to.
He spent most of his night trying to convince people that he had changed and was no longer a sleazebag...he had his nut hanging out of his pants about an hour later.
His concept of male bonding is doing lines in adjacent stalls.
I finally looked at the pictures from last night thanks for feeding me and pulling my pants up
the question is "speedos?" and the answer is "yes".
Don't. You get on the 18 year old. I'll get on the 38 year old. Together we will bridge 2 decades of cock.
I don't know. Something about answering "what did you do on Sunday?" Seems odd when the reply is, painted, went to the grocery store, put a restraint device on my bed.
I slipped in the shower today and broke my lighter..
I yelled out "blow jobs!" in my macroeconomics class. Ask me more about how my life is spiraling out of control.
Him showing up yesterday was like a giant ego stroke for my vagina.
How are you supposed to wish the guy you send nudes to good luck for the first day of his new job??
There's hope in those eyes, for a better tomorrow or more cocaine, we may never know, but there's hope.
how do I say, without sounding slutty... That I can take a dick?
These snow days are takeing a toll on my liver
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