My hand turned me down
Whoa Z and x make the same sound
I don't know how this happened but I got an email thanking me for being a Waffle House regular. HOW DO THEY KNOW?? Maybe I need to stop going there shitfaced.
Yeah. We was talkin. Its ok. My bed is too filled with pam for sex. Its like a slip and slide of butter product.
No I remember falling down the stairs I just don't remember it hurting.
he kept asking me "do you love it? tell me you love it" as I was riding him.
and...?
I told him it was alright.
Tonight will bring shame to my future grandchildren.
Call me when you get up. This hang-over is like dismantling a bomb: I need someone to talk me through it.
I invited you and you fucked me in the face with the penis of disappointment and shit.
The bar tenders gave me the number for a "taxi"... It's just a dude with a van. In retrospect, pretty sketchy. Robert was cool though.
My cousin is passed out in my room, so I just masturbated in my walk-in closet. Apparently I get off on danger. Make note of that.
You blew him?!?!
*Am blowing
And I keep taking breaks to write you back, please stop replying.
We just got busted fucking in the hammock by his roommate...I'm so out of here as soon as hes asleep....
i swear i was one second from getting his number and then the shrooms kicked in
Please note that in response to your post about your dog's jaws clamped hard around a stick, I did not comment, "Takes after his dad." You're welcome.
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