Let's just say there is a bloody hand print above my bed and it's not mine. Literally.
The girl here has a popped collar. Can I slap her?
Yes. For all mankind please do.
Your dick is once again the conversation topic.
something about eating while taking a crap just doesn't seem safe to me.
We had a complete conversation while I was giving him head, at one point he even stopped me and said 'I love how we're just hanging out.'
We can grow old together and our livers can fail together
You kicked in the door when she was blowing him. You dont remember do you?
I have six drafts of messages to you that just say "blood" and I have no idea where they came from.
I get hit on by the prison guards every time i go to see him. Seriously.
Okay. I am working on pulling a tooth out of my mouth. Call me.
So did you grab that log full of poison ivy for the fire and then apparently take a piss on Saturday night too or was that just me?
will we ever learn or are we destined for a life of poison ivy covered balls?
He said bring my breathalyzer and Anna's pepper spray, I didn't ask questions
Blacking out is all I've done this year and we're only 3 days in. Checkmate bitch.
He listens to me complain and in return I send him naked pictures. It's a win win situation
He has the fingertips of a God
Randomize
