so I'm never txting u again after today...
y?
cuz i don't wanna see it on blogspot :)
ha...too late
So how was he last night?
Five-minute foot-long.
Confirm your location. A cross street is best, but if google mapping yourself is your least-shameful option go for it. ps- going through his mail for an actual address is always an option.
the people of mcdonalds are all starring at me & this dude like they know we just slept together
winter break is gonna be like a weird mixture of rehab fat camp and holiday cheer.
i guess i called my mom last night. she wasnt nearly as impressed with what we did in the bathroom as i was
I miss the days when all my weekends consisted of were 69 and crunchwraps
seriously though jaeger and i are fucking done professionally
bad night - i tried for naughty librarian but could only manage to pull off pissed off barrista.
This chic sharing the cab with me just started givin me head. I'll be an extra 5 minutes.
Two questions. One. Where are you watching election results tomorrow? Two. Can we have Obama victory sex?
She dresses like Bruce Banner and fucks like the Hulk. She is all of my lesbian fantasies come true.
See if shell let you call her dr banner in bed
I don't know bro. If a girl makes you cum hard enough that you pull a back muscle, she might be the perfect one to call for a massage on said muscle.
OH MY GOD REMEMBER ALL THAT I LOVE NEW YORK I DVRED BECAUSE I JUST DID
He in a way got kinda cockblocked by Jesus
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