You know you think of me naked too
Not since I found Jesus
like in an apt above a crackhead. A LEGIT CRACKHEAD. he woke me up every morning this week asking me if I wanted to buy a mini fridge and some CDs. at 5 am. EVERY DAY.
I'll tell you what, we couldn't have asked for better binge-drinking weather.
I would describe it as pure and unadulterated shock, mixed with horror and a touch of nausea.
The main two things I remember from last night is you "spanking Katey into reality" and watching her barf in terror.
the campus cop used the word depravity in our citation.
I think this agreement was sent by God. I get to do my own thing, get laid, and he still makes me breakfast in the morning.
I hoped the great care he put into rolling a blunt would translate to my vagina.
If you want it you better put a ring on it. And by ring I mean one of my three favorite pies.
2013: the year of legs covered in hair and pregnancy scares.
Side note, i did some manscaping and now my farts sound way different
Also not to brag but I got high last night and got us a host family in a chateau in the south of France
We watched playoff games and fucked so we could both see the TV. I've now found true love.
He fucked me in one of the back rooms at the club then gave me an altoid. I have mixed feelings about it still.
So she was amazing, that's what. Idk if it was the blow or the blowjob, but both my heads are still tingling.
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