You work out of a Hotel?
Nobody needs to come anywhere. Except on your face.
Just saw a man in a wheel chair using his feet to push himself backwards through a crosswalk... good morning Atlanta
i'm considering texting him with "i'm leaving the country for a year, wanna fuck?"
do it. it's every man's dream.
ASS. GYMANSTICS. OLYMPICS. NOW!!!
But I wanna cuddle and just put my hand awkwardly close to your penis area by accident and look at you
drinking right out of the bottle and nobody bats an eye.
its good to be home.
Please don't make me ever have to hear the words "the Queen's gynecologist" ever again.
I can already tell, the amount of fun I'm having right now is not nearly going to compensate for the amount of "let us never speak of this again" I'm gonna have tomorrow
His dick was so bent it was like fucking captain hook's hand for 2 hours
I think I'm gonna cut my hair just so I stop waking up with semen in it
None of these texts make sense. except for "step 2.5 equals velociraptor." that i get.
I told her I'd rather set my hair on fire than sleep with her again. In retrospect, that was probably too harsh. My eye is still swollen shut.
I farted in the parking garage and it echoed.
I guarantee you he will only fuck with old bitches from now on
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