Ya know, I lied. I wouldn't mess with him. Not because of the crazy/rehab issues... but because he wears tank-tops.
she literally hasn't taken the mardi gras beads off in three days. she showered in them. TWICE.
There's still helium in the tank I found in the garbage outside the bar!
I caved man... I fucked her so vigorously, desperately trying to correct her wonky eye. My determination was relentless.
You are a terrible person.
I just try to be optimistic...
My heart stopped for a sec, but I snorted what I believe was cocaine off the floor, and I'm back in the fight
He's still short.... And probably a douchebag. But if we ever run into him downtown I fully encourage you to take him home and have "I hate you douchebag" sex and lick every inch of that disgustingly toned chest.
You should really look at your snapstory. It has us screaming " MANSION DICK! SUCK IT! FUCK IT!" By the way im currently in a mansion and need you to pick me up
you told me I was being patronizing because I didn't want you to run barefoot across a construction site
I woke up to Dragon Ball Z playing in Portuguese and a donut shish-kebab~ed on a dick in my face.
i sent him a picture of his friend's dick and told him he should really stop thinking he's my only option.
Woke up on a lawn chair hugging a bottle of vodka. Hows your morning so far?
I'm sorry, but if I hear stories of you getting fingered in the ass, and selling weed, you are not coming to my party.
Yeah that was post sex. I was thinking in my mind, no wonder he didnt ask me to call him daddy since he actually is a dad
Vocabulary what?!? Shakespeare is my bitch.
Her hand jobs are magic. They smell like vanilla and awesomeness. She made me forget how to walk
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