This is a mass text. Does anyone know where I am?
Dude manswers just said that a guy can only cum up to eight times in one day. I'm gonna prove that show wrong.
ha well at least you have goals.
We didn't need to cut her off. I'm pretty sure the lit candle she almost drank would have done it for us
I just want a pillowcase full of fast food so I can eat and sleep this hangover away
I feel like his penis would have a weird haircut because he does.
We're walking, taxis are a waste of money that can be spent on alcohol.
Every bar we ever go to has a woman there who hates him. Getting so much vagina has never seemed so not glorious
alright. I just need to set some ground rules, no lighting me on fire, and no broken bones. fair?
There was just a girl standing next to me on the train, wasted, wearing only one shoe. I so wanted to pat her on the shoulder and say "oh honey, we've all been there"
Turns out she left way earlier. So I'm stuck with this guy asking where he can score meth and if I'm really straight.
Man. Apparently I blacked out between the 4th margarita and my air mattress. Asleep in my jeans at 10pm. Mom outdrank me again.
Any idea why my ass cheeks are bruised again?
The fact that theyre bruised AGAIN means you're not adult enough to know why.
The boob job was worth every penny just to see the expression of pure joy on his face the first time he saw them.
I cannot believe I accepted his penis into my body.
Hey do u remember the time we used my mascara wand as a drink stirer?
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