So the last day on the vacation I woke up in the bath tub. My mom said she asked me during the night what I was doing and I said, "swimming."
just found preset five on the shower head...pretty sure my pussy just had a panic attack
we can't become the bulimic house in the complex dude. Besides, you need teeth for your career.
I joined a mariachi band. they gave me a guitar because i told them i could play. It actually turned out ok
They kicked me out of the mariachi band. Turns out I'm not that good
What's bad is when she said "what hobo did you steal this dick from?"
I'm having flashbacks from last night. Did I admit to pausing Whitney's funeral because I was watching porn? I believe I did.
she broke my one feeling. seriously I think she broke my dick.
I may puke in class so I'm excited to see how that goes
Bad things happen to those who bang their lab partner at the beginning of the semester.
Sex-sore abs and my workout pants have gravel stains on the knees. It's like the workout of shame.
i went to the 24h massage place last night and brought down the price for a hand job from $50 to $12.75 and half the big mac left in my bag.
I need an adult. someone more adult than my current state
All I'm sayin is that I don't want to raise anything. Or deal with anything. Or having anything come out of my vagina. I mean, I don't think that's asking too much.
My concern for you and peanut butter is the reason I am still awake.
I never thought I would encounter a situation that was "Too Gay" for me...and yet there I was.
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