LETS GET FUCKED UP IN ONESIES TONIGHT.
I worry about you sometimes...
Just mixed Baileys and yoohoo. I feel like an alchoholic 2nd grader.
He asked if he could fuck me while on chat roulette.
he described going down on me as being like 'entering a jungle of deliciousness and fur
so he woke up after being passed out and yelled that he had brought back moon rocks for everybody...
the last thing i remember saying is "hope you like body hair"
its official: beach shits are the exact same as mountain shits
Now back to adults eating hotdogs.
Just do let me go home with anyone especially I a guy with a hair sweater
There is booty call etiquette, and he just isn't following it. I'm not making you breakfast, gtfo.
It's funny that when I fall down as an adult I'm so much happier no one saw than that I'm not seriously hurt.
May he have a McRib induced stroke and lose the feeling in his tastebuds.
I'm gonna forget you just shared your personal blowjob aesthetic with me and move on
I came on her face and asked if she wanted fries with that. Currently driving to McDonald's.
I'll do whatever I want when I'm 80.
If you are still alive at 80 I demand a medical explanation.
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