so after he got his stomach pumped, he asked for a smoking room.
Your lower body and my face have had way too much contact lately.
we traced the origins of this shit fest of a relationship back to a single instance of road head. then we did a reinacment
Is everything ok? Last time I missed your call you were being arrested.
I'm an approx 70% certain someone switched my UV Blue for Windex - just as volatile as you might think.
I just used bulldog clips for nipple clamps. Also, a wooden spoon as a paddle. DYI Domination or Ghetto Bondage?
Oddly enough I feel totally fine now. Clonazapam and red bull the breakfast of champions.
Peanut butter fills the cracks of my heart
Only my second night back in town and I already have drunk middle aged women doing the robot around me in a circle.
He was late, on account of he accidentally went to the Al-Anon meeting across the hall, and it took him 30 minutes to realize he was in the wrong room.
I'm not asking for life coaching, I'm just asking if you know where I left my underpants.
Fuck. What bets did I make about "yeah when the Cubs win the World Series" that I gotta reneg on????
I feel like ditching all logic and responsibility and get shit-faced before the week's over. Thoughts?
Not my lover. I would rather lose all my teeth, and I fucking love my teeth.
Hi I am on my way. I stopped and got the cheeseburger you asked for. Are you gonna pay me back?
Who is this?
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