awesome recipe for disaster- bar hopping at the airport
and I didnt even know his name until this morning when we were laying in bed and he referred to himself in the 3rd person.
I cant wait for your democrat phase to be over.
when i got home i made myself toast with butter & put pasta on it. I know this cause it's all over my bed.
I found out what happened to that girls weave last night. It was draped over a bush in my backyard.
Two word: claymation porn. Think about it.
I don't think I can ever express my appreciation for the things you text me.
That last minute feeling of hesitation on whether I should bring my health card to the bar usually means I'm in for a good night.
Let's just say he sent me a picture of his dick and I was more impressed with the collection of video games he had in the background...
there is a video of me on Facebook getting mad at a trash bin what the fuck was in your Pepsi
Paris has not been good for her. Everytime she has a one night stand from a different country, she buys a mini flag and tapes it to her wall with the others
She started telling me about this odd patch of smooth skin under her boobs. Not sure if she was hitting on me or looking for free advise from a doctor...
I mean, I still played with her tits for like 20min tho.
im in the post action - pre consequence stage.
literally 50% of my time being 20 has involved my genitals thus far
chipped my right front tooth on a toilette. i figure if i keep drinking i won't care for at least 2 days
Blunts beyotch
What? Joints? Blunts?
I'll refer you to my previous text: "Blunts beyotch"
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