I haven't seen him in over a year. He asked me to his prom over myspace. Is he fucking serious?
We owe the rent and you're unemployed...you're in no financial position to flirt with cocaine addiction.
It was like a secret agent hookup. No names, swift execution, get in- get out.
He keeps asking where i got my clothes and accessories. i'm not sure if he wants to fuck me, or go shopping.
It was all about her orgasm last night. I felt like a human dildo.
I have 250 contacts there has to be someone sober to take me to taco bell
It was mandatory to shotgun a beer before we were allowed to eat dinner
there's unknown territories my dick was not made to discover
Chipotle chips and wine for breakfast. Its def game day
I think theres a high possibility i could be flammable.
Nypd just made jon and hayes chug their forties.
yeah the little voice in my head screaming YOU NEED TO GET LAID eventually grew legs and started kicking me so to avoid brain damage i had to fuck him
You might have been able to redeem yourself had you not referred to grandma as "this bitch".
That explains the hand print on my face. That old lady knows how to throw a punch.
It figures that the only time one of my videos on Snapchat gets replayed is a video of my Hedonism Bot impression and NOT my nudes
he came over last night and we fucked with the great british baking show on in the background. it was beautiful
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