No idea how I passed that sobriety test.
so we had a 20 minute conversation and created the fb page WWND (what would Nana do?) last night after we took our Ambien...that is my definition of an overachiever
i like being sick. whatever the doctor gave me is awesone. the walls are waving at me. i never want to get better.
There was a dismembered bleeding penis in my dream last night. That's some serious Freudian shit.
other than the jail part I had a really good time with you
I think the last straw was when you put on ice skates to go across the waxed wooden floor.
don't care how drunk i am. my dick was like "nope, not doing it, you can't make me and i was like oh yes i can"
I'm happy in my shell. My shell which consists of keeping guys in the friend zone and me masturbating...
IF I CANT STRIP TO SANTA BABY THEN WHY EVEN HAVE CHRISTMAS.
I feel better now, I have multiple fuck buddies again
No like I actually peed on the treadmill. As it was running
learned the hard way that breakfast jack daniels is a lot stronger than lunch or dinner jack daniels.
I just ate a handful of salt
I thought this was a good idea
send nudes
from the living room?
He’s got a big dick and a big ego. This could be fun
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