i just had 3 doubles lined up on top of a urinal, texting with one hand and my dick in the other. I an fucking awesome.
Actions speak louder than words. Her actions scream crazy.
ok watching intervention on tv. when i hit rock bottom - i wanna be THIS chick.
i think i should save myself the $200 for a prom dress. i mean why bother. its just going to be covered in vodka/jizz/and puke by the end of the night.
I wonder if he just picks random boners to send or just the realy impressive ones
he's downstairs watching tv with my family... I called the home line so my mom could bring me my make up bag cause my real face would prob make him delete my number
when i was alone, his dick was there for me...
I used the lotion his mom gave me for christmas to give him a hand job. It felt so wrong.
At least you got some premium homework time. Still drinking vodka from a coffee cup?
I switched to water. When the numbers get blurry you are no longer being productive.
I just came so hard there were tears. Actual tears.
Did I actually say goodbye last night or did I just poison you with vodka and disappear?
You have dresses for different occasions. I need different men's dicks too. It's logic.
and by clear my head i mean get drunk and cry myself into oblivion.
The guy who was The Count on Sesame Street died this week too. Therefore, you should take multiple shots, count them, & go "ahh aaahh aaaahhh" after each one. I expect video...
...You tried to use your wallet to call her after you gave your cell phone to the cab driver as a "peace offering"
Randomize
