Its the little things i like about bein home like having actual toilet paper instead of subway napkins
i hope not, i just know that at one point I was sitting on the bathroom floor eating bugles and crying because i had no one to show that it looked like I had witch nails when i stuck them on the ends of all ofmy fingers.
And by that I mean I told her the plot of the first batman movie as my life and it took her like 20 minutes to figure it out
I found a sock full of anal beads in my dryer. At least she washes them.
This weekend is gunna be a fucking shitshow. I don't even wanna know how many dicks will end up inside of me
Three things I need a picture of: your friend, your bong, and your dick.
She is just sitting by the bathroom like a little puppy waiting for a knight in shining armor to take her in there to fuck her. New low?
Whoa, I am aware of WAY too many squirrels right now...
TGIFridays...stall number 1...drunk...send help
I vaguely remember us chasing shots by licking each other's faces last night. Our friendship has reached another level completely.
I was looking at the storm clouds during my run and one oddly resembled ur penis
he just exposed your dildo usage to the table.
Is it weird that sometimes I like to have sex for the health benefits and workout more than the pleasure
I was struggling morally, but once I let go, I came pretty hard.
someday i'll meet a man and who loves me as much as i love getting drunk and starting fires
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