I think, one-on-one, Paul Rudd could be very threatening in like a REALLY good way.
it was all downhill after the free blackjack taco
he stopped mid-fuck to ask me how my day was....
an unopened bag of salt and vinegar chips... probably the best thing I've ever found in my room while high.
I was just counting ceiling tiles when he ate me out, it was that bad.
I don't think he grasps the fact that I would much rather he finish inside me than on my $400 Anthropolgie bedspread
Did you make me take pictures of your ass last night because you fucked on some wet paint or did i dream that?
He insists on falling asleep with his penis between my buttcheeks. He says its his "home".
I created a photogrid for every picture he has ever sent me of his penis. Now I can see every angle at one time. THIS IS GREAT.
You ruined me. I can't stop referring to everything outside as the "no-walls" ever since you showed me that video while I was tripping balls. My speech may be permanently altered for the rest of earth spins
You'll pass into the great gay beyond
Where it rains cosmopolitans and scantily clad gogo dancers of all genders direct traffic
He said he didn't want to go down on me so I told him we were going to have an oral stalemate.
I think i got my first booty call. it was like she came to my house. sex. leave.
Congratulations. Welcome to the wonderful world of quick dirty secret sexy time.
thanks... i think. haha
there is partying, then there is whatever we did last night.
i've hit rock bottom. Eating pringles and playing taylor swift on guitar in my underwear at 11am on a wedensday morning. Sober.
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