and everytime i fart i feel like in your heart, you can hear it
either way he was missing a nipple.
no one should ever give us hovercrafts
Security brought me back to our hotel room in a wheelchair last night. Vegas.
And if you ever tell anyone that I will fucking kill you.
So the answer to your question is yes, I was masturbating on the roof of my building.
the tow truck driver and i bonded while discussing our experiences with four lokos
I realize now that I left my pants on that table in the downstairs bathroom at you house on Tuesday....
It was cool in an 'oh shit I'm gonna get arrested' way.
In fact, not a good idea to go into any house alone after a man invites you in from his balcony.
I'm sorry for not being sorry about whatever shit I did to you when you were annoying and I was drunk. That is all.
I'm home alone drinking wine, so high, scrubbing my house down... This is what my thirsty thursday has become
Worst drunk idea ever... Me "Cops are looking for two guys, one in a grey shirt one in a blue shirt" jelly "lets take out shirts off they'll never find us" of course I thought it was brilliant
I farted in his bed and then in my drunken stupor grabbed hair defanging spray to cover up the stench.
Aww his grandma died? That's sad! No mourning sex!!! That doesn't lead to good things!
whered you go
woke up in a ditch, shat infront of a little league game, slept in her stairway...i need to come here more often
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