I had a disgustingly explicit dream last night involving myself and lil wayne.
If I die tonight, wear a V neck to my funeral.
I wasn't on board with that statement until "home made dinosaurs"
Somewhere at this very moment, a group of drunk white girls are singing dont stop believing.
I really want to go out tonight but part of me wants to be able to honestly tell the judge tomorow that I didn't
I need to have sex with you on our hotel room window ledge... This is a need not a request.
This is the high leading the old right now
When this bachelor party is over and your life is in ruins, you have my permission to die.
You definitely in your drunken state were really concerned you would forget to buy milk today
I don't remember but we shouldn't have a problem. Unless drunk you encouraged drunk me not to wear a condom.
I think we have a problem.
There no better feeling of self control than stopping yourself before telling your girlfriend she gives head just like her sister.
Another development in my life...I think I pulled a muscle in my neck from vomiting this weekend.
I'm not in it for just the sex. If I wanted mediocre dick once a week I would have stayed with one of my exes.
21st birthday weekend in Vegas has concluded and all I'm missing is my underwear and 'Contacts' icon on my phone home screen.
I'm too horny to sleep. I need some violent sex to wind me down.
Randomize
