The dutch village is so much worse hungover. Fuck them and their wooden shoes.
You don't have to be emotionally available for a blow job.
You are missing out on the best boobs in town right now
He doesn't make grammatical errors. Even while getting head.
he just voluntarily told me he was uncircumsized.. and that his favorite color was blue.
Remind me never to take that much Vicodin ever again. I laid in bed measuring my heart rate for an hour and a half because I was afraid it would stop.
I think I just snorted head and shoulders by mistake.
Secondly, that waffle is lost for good. I have no fucking idea where that bitch is
Also, they sell weed-chocolate covered strawberries. For the romantic stoner.
That was one of the best texts I got today
because i know somewhere at some party, behind someones closed bed room door youre being feed a key full of mollie.
think I signed up for a 5k last night while blackout.
You're right. Cause really... I'm in the back of his head. Even though what I said was better than "I have herpes"... I did once say that to him. So I'm like a reoccurring nightmare.
I come home to my brother mixing skittles and vodka. We're all proud of him.
she squeaked mid orgaism. I laughed she cried
I deleted your number after I found out you gave my brother head for drugs.
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