my penis says it needs to be in something. my phonebook says its you
I'm going to an arts college, I live next to the frat houses, and my room number is 420. god has plans for me and I couldn't be happier.
I've never been 12-exclamation-point-excited for sex. That must have been good.
i said i was sorry for his girlfriend's cancer diagnosis and he said "easy come, easy go" and tried to fuck me
I'm so hungover I took Dramamine to help prevent the motion sickness of walking.
I feel like vodka or no vodka, you'd still be trying to button your cat into your comforter
you are not perverted enough for this relationship to work out.
Like. I probably should fuck him. I owe him for breaking his thumb.
Sincerely would love to tap that, on a mountain with the wind blowing on your pubes .
Peed in a sink tonight. That drunk. I'm not proud of myself for what I did. But to carry it out with such class. I should be awarded
I was just sitting on the ground alone in fetal position shivering and chewing on my hand when she found me. ecstasy was not my best idea.
An d I'd rather cry while putting a waffle in my mouth than cry on my pillow, ya feel me?
I made him laugh his dick is mine
On another note I never thought having a drug addicted stalker would prove useful
I told him to take the baby so I could work out. My workout consisted of getting high and masturbating
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