I texted him to clear the air a bit, apologized if I freaked him out. No reply. So I'm gonna go ahead and fuck someone in a barn tonight.
I think he may have overheard our "how much coke would you fuck me for" conversation last night...
Should I feel bad that I fucked her and made her ride my little brothers razor scooter home?
Saw a sign earlier "Domino's Lava Cakes $3.00" and I thought of you. This text brought to you by thing I don't need to know about your sex life.
She wants an explanation of my cousins creepy foot fetish with my god sister. i don't know how I can sum this up in a text.
She asked the taxi driver to stop at the Texaco because she had to puke. She did then stumbled into the gas station and bought a 40.
oh dont worry, my liver will give out way before i get skin cancer
Hey, can you come over and kill me real quick
Ok here's the state of the situation: We're alone in a strange city with strange people with nothing but alcohol and sprite, I think we're gonna make it.
first time i ever mailed panties back to a fuck buddy. what better of a way to say its over
So I'm guessing that puking on a camper is a straight path to instant termination?
Did you feel uncomfortable?
For a little while. Then I got really high and ate a bunch of animal crackers out of some dudes pocket while we chilled on their super comfortable couch.
They found you popping and locking it alone in the parking lot
Promise me if ever I think I can't do anything, remind me that I waxed my own butthole
I just remembered I casually gave you a tour of the house after we boned...lol
Randomize
