He screamed "Oh boy! Oh boy!" during climax.
Sorry I didn't wanna double team his sister. Having whiskey dick and watching you get laid didn't sound appealing
So i wrote 'don't sex me' on my stomach, so that if we got to a point where my shirt is off - he would know how i really feel, not just the alcohol talking
how did that work out?
Well, all the water washed it off, so we ended up fucking since i didn't have my reminder...
I was more traumatized by the table collapsing while i was going down on you.
when I sang my humps to you I meant it.
She kept screaming "best case scenario"
oh god was she eating orange peels again
I am sweating out the vodka to make room for the whiskey tonight.
She got stuck in the front door. She never told me how or why.
i love all of you. Physical. Emotional. Mental. All of it. When we speak i feel like a feather or a dragon depending on the conversation ...
Alright, deal. Settling two drug deals before noon is what I call a productive day. I'm not even gonna go to math, I've practiced enough numbers for the day.
maybe her throwing up on me was a foreshadowing of how she would later metaphorically throw up on my life
Dear god. Please. Please do NOT deprive yourself of dick for 90 days. Blood will spill. Wolverines will howl. I can't handle that kind of terror.
she came into my car to rip lines with our blow dealer as I was writing my essay on anti drug policy, i call it on site research
I ran into a wall that clearly had things popping out. My eyebrow was bruised, both arms, the bottom of my foot. Lost half of my finger nail, my fake eyelash was stuck in my hair and I have about 47 blurry pictures of a half naked zombie DJ.
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