You wrote me a letter and I cannot make out anything you wrote except the last sentence which says "tell the wolf ill meet him at sunset and that I'm sorrry"
This is so pathetic it makes me miss snorting lines alone in my room listening to 'one more drink'.
We are NOT roofying him just to get him to pass out so we can build a masive snow cock in his yard.
I'm sorry. I think I have multiple personalities. Or it was the acid. Either way. I'm sorry.
I'll call you tomorrow. I'm ok and back i love you goodnight.
I stole a bike. Here's a pic
His body is just chiseled out of sex. I would let that man do anything to my body. Including fuck me while my parents watch
Of all the shitty people we associated with, you should be happy that I'm the one fucking your cousin. Sorry.
You can identity the picture as me the mistress his wife and him. It's that kinda awkard.
I should know better than to trust a man I've seen cry on multiple occasions to give me accurate sports information.
Well, our assistant supervisor caught us on the back stairs...he invited us on a double date with his fiance and him. I guess our job approves of the relationship?
I was just the victim of a drive by judging in a horse and buggy.
The fuck? Where?
St. Mary's. Amish people. Too high for this.
There's a guy in a life size dick costume, and two guys with white shirts that are each half if a pair of breasts in a red bra lol. They came separate but when they saw each other there was some titty fucking in the street, it's only 11
i need to put some appletini on your dick
My arms in a cast, how am I supposed to have sex with only one hand?
more importantly I need two hands to eat pie
So I figured out why that guy from Tinder stopped messaging me back. He got married.
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