Last night is one of those stories you hear about on 20/20 right after they make a law banning 90% if what I did.
I know its small, but please -- stop calling it my "weenis".
not exactly restoring sanity, but he is throwing up on the national mall right now
Because it is about to snow, I sent him for Diet Coke and cigarettes. It's the gay version of milk and bread.
He just sent me a picture of me icing a cake with a butcher knife topless.
Tip of the day: Don't ever send a bootycxall at 3 in aftnoon. No one will respond n u'll just feel fooolish.
We had fun with our Indiana Jones role-playing until I whipped myself in the dick with my belt.
It's amazing how not interested in talking to him I am since I've decided that he probably has chlamydia.
We're looking for the removeable roof from her Miata. Winner gets a 40.
I heard you were drinking whiskey straight from the bottle last night.
Actually I was drinking whiskey straight from 3 bottles, but that is neither here nor there.
Dude he did say "let's go cougar hunting" and you KNEW your mom was going out last night...so it's kind of your own fault for not coming
you threw me on the ground pryed my purse out of my hands screaming " I JUST WANNA HOLD IT A LITTLE BIT". later i found you putting on my lip gloss.
Nothing wrong with a few meaningless hookups. Keeps the mind occupied and the body satisfied
My nerves will need dicks later so.. I'll call you
I put purple lights under my bed and asked him if he wanted to fuck in a spaceship.
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