how was last night?
i woke up with my hand stuck in a jam jar with my keys in the bottom and a dog licking peanut butter off my boobs. you tell me.
i think i scared a bird with my dick
[insert really romantic bullshit about how much i love you and how beautiful you are so you will suck my dick tonight]
I would like to add..this is the first november for two years that i haven't cheated on a bf...thank you..thank you
Ima go for a jog. and I'm going to jog until I throw up a lung. then I'll crawl home.
onest when I told you I'm a paramedic but I'm also a stripper.
and I keep making him eat me out and buying me presents, this is paradise. I wish he cheated on me earlier.
The weed is temporarily burning the grammar section of my brain library.
You take a step back sometimes and are like "when was the last time I was sober?" or "wow I need to stop putting everything in my vagina"
Is this an intervention?
hes fine. but he did fall asleep while tebowing and started snoring
I want to be "performing a disservice to society by actually wearing clothes in public" hot.
I think you're literally the first guy to ever pick up a chick from pinterest.
I'm glad you found someone that both loves you and is cool doing coke off your tits. Proud of you.
Would it be weird if i sent him a "happy fuckiversary" text?
My sack is cleanly shaven and the rest of my body has been manscaped. i even put aftershave on my junk. i feel sleek like a fighter jet right now.
Randomize