i think i would be perfectly content if, on my deathbed, i could look back on a life that didn't have any fisting in it
five shots of tequila, anal and 3 cigarettes. not my best idea on a saturday afternoon.
If I'm going to go gay, i'm not going to go for a tiny dick.
Saying you want a bj does not count as saying you wanna see me btw.
oh my god i'm in a crawl space
I love that your last three texts to me were "Drunk." "Getting laid." "In the hospital."
you asked my brother if you could eat the cupcake that you found. you were showing him a baked potato
"You can go raw dog up in me". Exact words. I can't decide whether to run, or fuck. Help.
Halfway through she said I was exactly like she imagined. So many things have been stroked this night.
We hooked up and then we watched game of thrones while he fed me chocolate. I don't see how our benafriendship is a bad thing.
I drank too much tequila. I'm hyperventilating. Send help. I think I slipped through satan's asshole.
WELL I DIDNT KNOW IT WAS POSSIBLE TO COME SO HARD YOU HAVE AN ASTHMA ATTACK BUT HERE I AM
I've come to the conclusion that my issue is I'm not fucking a guy with a headboard
we are currently pregaming for our walk to the liquor store.
step one: admitting you have a problem. complete.
She demanded to see my stimulus package, I had to go over.
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