I had a dream last night that I was the one that killed Biggie
Myspace is for pedophiles and tweakers in the 818 trying to hook up. I always forget theres music there too
she must've caught on when i went out for a "run" in jeans and a sweatshirt and came back holding a McDonalds bag and smelling like pot.
There was an audience eating triscuts and bananas in the bathroom while watching him puke. It was a good birthday.
Well, we missed our public lewdness court date. Looks like were going to jail in Alabama ...
I may do that, fyi I'm even more sore than I was yesterday. It's like the ghost of your dick is still inside me.
I can't believe I just compared my penis to a St. Bernard.
I vaguely remember walking down the highstreet with a plate of K offering lines to passers buy. I sold a line to a taxi driver.
Dude I wanna go on a booze cruise
Dude our life is a booze cruise
But without boats...
I want him to rummage through my vagina. with unwashed hands.
You're an asshole. I don't want your dick as my background. I'll look like I have a thumb fetish.
"You can go raw dog up in me". Exact words. I can't decide whether to run, or fuck. Help.
I need someone to play with my boobs. Even platonically. I just need a good groping
My Midnight Kiss was a Big Mac.. Happy New Year
So how do u get your coat out of the coat room when someone is fucking on it?
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