When I woke up his cat was sleeping on my face and i had scratch marks on my neck. not happy.
only room for one pussy in that bed.
And God said, "Let there be Twilight," and it was so.
I should injure you considerably.
Quick, to the slutcave!
T-minus about 54 seconds until I am too high to speak English.
I'm jealous
My throat feels like a candle.
M WATCHING THE HISTORY CHANNEL AND IT SAID THAT WHEN THE LUST PART OF THE BRAIN IS ACTIVATED THE JUDGEMENT PART IS NOT. THIS EXPLAINS SO MUCH.
Am I the only one creeped out by the guy asleep behind our couch?
I'm having a self conscious moment and I need your complete honest opinion of my boobs.
My body is being held together with whiskey, nicotine, duct tape and a little bit of hope...
Let's just say that watching the sunrise in a space helmet is really the only way to do it.
We're not on Beacon Street anymore so now your argument about not peeing on the sidewalk holds no water. Whereas my bladder has holded every water.
Your cock deserves a montage
I just smoked a bowl with the lady who runs the special olympics. Your move.
All I remember is grabbing a random guys dick at the bar and him just saying thank you and us taking a shot together
never planned on seeing last weekend's one night stand again, much less be on the same plane as him..
I buy a new bowl every time I get a new guy. It's retail therapy.
Randomize
