help me. he won't leave me alone. he just licked my ear and he's so drunk. get him off me. we're in the closet. help.
This isn't the rejection hotline, is it?
Whatever it was. it was pregnant.
using my metrocard to split lines. it says optimism on the back. i am optimistic that you will appear at my door and help me finish all these drugs.
i perioded on his leg
on. his. leg.
aw he's cute...not in a i wanna rip his clothes off way more of a put him in my pocket and keep him as a pet
And occasionally lick whipped cream off them abs
Exactly.
the bottle said: caution extremely flammable. so that was my motivation.
i think i had a heart attack, prayed, and jizzed my pants.all at once.
I met her dad while holding 4 empty beer bottles at the opera house. I think I made a hell of an impression.
If he comes over tomorrow, im answering the door naked. Simple as that.
I mean, unless you wanna just let me lie there while you fuck me and pour water into my mouth
I mean I'm sad it didn't work out but tbh he he can't unlick my booty hole or unbreak his headboard... He won't forget my name ever
Please tell your sister I apologize about saying her baby may have beef curtains. That was inappropriate.
A drunk and bleeding peter is knocking on your door... in nothing more than a sombrero, boxers and cowboy boots.
Do you remember punching the light out in the bathroom? I didn't, and that was at bar 2 of 4…
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