Dude, she looked like the Canadian Slam Poet, neck hair and all.
just overheard a conversation that ended in "and that's what I learned in France" How could that not have been about sex
is year to celebrate how much I love you, I made a mosaic of your penis with conversation hearts. it's in your mailbox.\n\nHAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY TO YOU
Wake up, take the dog to the trails, puke in the woods. More days should start like this.
On a scale of 1-10 how seriously are we considering being sugar babies?
I'm about a 7.95
her vagina just converted me to Judaism.
He put oyster crackers in his ramen noodles. Is that a thing? Because holy shit I had never thought of it before and if it's not a thing he's my new stoner hero for discovering it.
We've given up. My vagina is tired of constant lonely nights and disappointments. This is our retirement.
It was like we had a conversation with our eyes.
Was it a good conversation?
It was an awkward, sexual conversation.
I want to fuck the side burns off of Steve.
I just rolled a blunt and took my bra off. I'm not going anywhere.
I know I say this every year but 2015 will be the year I finally have sex with David's sister
Can you send me the picture you took of me smoking a joint with the cat make-up on?
Apparently I've texted the word shitfucked so much it auto-completes it now.
okay i know we havent talked for like weeks but i just really wanted to tell you that i miss your dick. like alot.
whose this? and thank you
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