i cant finish this easy-mac because i need it for a chaser.
I'm trapped in whichever ring of hell is populated by inbred yokels and type 2 diabetes.
then mid-sex he looked at me and said "i hope this is as good for you as it is for me" and kept going.
Haha o man how much you've grown. From beer bonging wine and wearing cargo shorts to well, beer bonging beer and wearing cargo shorts
great! i almost saw a gas station fight, and i believe i became the first person to successfully pee and puke in a bathtub simultaneously
It's a gift. Kind of like morning wood in my brain.
I've come to the conclusion while folding laundry and watching porn that I may be dead inside.
Nm. Exausted and my teeth just fell out again
I'm eating my emotions. I am no longer interested in anybody other than my own hand and vagina.
Why are there hooting douchebags outside my building? Did a sport happen again?
Meanwhile I'm working a fucking flute workshop and I'm one high c away from shoving a flute up the asshole of the next passerby
As a general rule of thumb, I don't call until the claw marks have healed.
My horseshoe mustache feels at home at this bar.
Potholders are an underrated garment. Especially naked.
I made him fuck me while wearing a Thor helmat from Walmart. Geek sex is the best sex
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