If you text me again I will gut all of your stuffed animals.
only if we run a train.
done.
i think i just put your shirt on , but i don't remember . my body can't decide if it wants to move in slow motion or fast forward
Imagine a baby lion feeding on an injured gazelle and it tasting fresh blood for the first time. That's me and this breakfast sammich
Wydf in so deruk i just dowwned a packet if salt waitibg for food at del taco
I woke up in your car in the McDonalds parking lot. What the hell happened to 'no man left behind'?
Never again. I promise. My old gay body can't handle that much adrenaline twice.
I think you're going to have to drive me to white haven. I don't know if my brain can handle having my mom drop me off at a strip club.
I might as well rub my vagina against it before I throw it away.
No. I either had a 6 minute orgasm or I had so many I lost count. I'm still not sure.
So when the drug raid cops tell you, you should get out of the relationship, it probably means its time.
It hurts to hear and I can smell shapes.
That's what you get for doing kinky shit with a guy that lives in his moms basement.
Taking care of a girl who just peed on my floor so tonight is not a good night for sex
Clearly I'm trying to change the world one fuck at a time
you DO IT for the people
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