He asked about stds. I told him I don't have any... which I don't. They are now called sti's. Whooopsie
I could be wrong, but im pretty sure i jumped off the roof after my lighter.
This girl did not understand, once police sirens go on, road-head needs to STOP
the whole story woulnd't be so depressing if i had made out with ANYONE but the piano player.
its like the body should be a temple but we treat it like a kmart
I'll just be here. Naked. Eating tots and jello like a muh fuggin G
I'm watching intervention which is getting me psyched for your birthday. Is that wrong?
So because I'm off tomorrow that means your dick could be in my mouth majority of that time
I Have a huge scrape on my knee and I need a better excuse than dry humping on a park bench...
seriously, who doesn't want to get shitfaced and have sex to the backstreet boys?
I want to sit on top of her nipple mountains and reenact the Ricola commercial.
I love that there are toys on the counter. Coffee, tea, wine bottles, gag ball, and handcuffs.
My kitchen gets me.
I figured if he was OK cheating on his gf with a guy, he'd be OK with me posting his number to m4m Craigslist Ads
i'll explain later but cookie monster is playing the xylophone
I climbed to the top of a stripper pole and touched the ceiling. Accomplishment?
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