This ginger kid smells like a queef popsicle
I was hoping we just happened to wake up naked and I hadn't fucked him.... no such luck.
his receeding hairline makes running into him so much less awkward. almost enjoyable actualy
I think Charlie st. Cloud is the saddest thing I can masturbate to.
you smelled like vodka, i think that's why my grandma liked you
I think the camel was justified in biting me.
Just did it in a room with glowing stars to Peter Gabriel's down to earth on shrooms. This is like god
Its ok. Im having a low day. About to mix cake mix with milk and drink it.
I'm sort of afraid for my life tho. If the 4th of July can be the way it was a DMX show is capable of anything
On the plus side I'm getting really good at painting the inside of a toilet with my bowels.
I tried to open a bottle of wine with toenail clippers last night. So this morning was obviously rough.
A huge penis doesn't warm the soul. Or that's what I've had to tell myself.
A reminder in my phone just went off saying, "Fuck.On.Roof- the Great Bambino". This makes me excited and slightly nervous.
Why is the toilet broken? Why did I wake up naked in the shower, hugging a bath mat? WHY IS THE TOILET BROKEN?
Is it just clogged or something?
No! There are actual chunks of toilet on the floor.
Let’s not dwell on the negatives. I have a fat ass and suck dick well.
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