drink some water, pull the trigger, get a bfast sandwich. Only good things.
operation have a gay friend backfired
We tried having a conversation with our noses.
we made malted milkshakes. malt as in malt liqour.
Writing a love song to planned parenthood. what rhymes with "don't have AIDS"
I just used 'come play with my balls' as a legitimate booty call attempt. And it worked.
We snorted a line of cocaine and xanax, and then played a game of Backgammon. It was surprisingly therapeutic.
I also would have accepted most things ending in "job", erotic favors, and food.
I just masturbated to the audio from my psych lecture . . . this screwing my prof fantasy is getting serious.
I thought it was a myth but I have just reached the age of sitting on my balls. Not a fan.
I just caught myself watching and Irish step dance documentary in my underwear drinking nyquil through a straw at 2 in the afternoon. today's off to a good start.
you fail at everything in life besides blacking out
He made me cum via FaceTime, then he made me look at his stock investment charts..
I specifically remember rubbing my eyes thinking I could definitely go blind and I really like came to terms with it I was like ok my other senses will develop this is fine
woke up with 4 bruises, 2 hickies and a bad case of rug burn. texans are dangerous.
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