D3 body, D1 cock
you said youd get me home safely, you dropped me off at 9:30 last night and i just woke up on my porch.
i was shrooming and she was sobbing. i was trying to be sympathetic, but i could see the veins working like worms under her skin. and then her face stripped down to the muscle.
what was she crying about?
i wanna say it was the lack of skin on her face but maybe she lost her job.
He called me a "functional alcoholic" like its a bad thing.
I could tell by the Randy 'Machoman' Savage "hey brother" that you were beyond inebriated
Do you remember using the heel of your shoe as a shish kabob stick? You offered me some chicken, but I declined.
We had sex in the tent after his 6th beer and while we were at it we had conversations with the people outside the tent.
Hangover Status: I've been bedridden longer than that kid from The Secret Garden. It's not looking good.
Hey when you wake up and read this, we really need to stop pullin our dicks out when we drink dude. I have all the pics, yall are assholes
I just realized I'm the burger in your burger and steak anology. Very disconcerting.
I bet he'd be real motivational during sex. And he'd probably make you call him superman.
I was wearing my get used bookstore shirt when we fucked. Ironic yet appropriate.
I'm texting an actual stripper. A male stripper. I dont wanna talk about it yet
I can make a sex schedule on Excel and send it to you guys
My cast smells like cheese steak rolls
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