P.S. I can't hear my feet
Can we just schedule bi-weekly fucks and bypass all the bullshit?
Their bromance is so intense that they don't even eye-fuck when they see each other....they eye-make-love.
They are baked and once again have spent the last 45 mins talking about opening up a world wide business called "pickle on a stick"
Bring it all. We will have a potluck of drugs. It will be magical.
She kept saying the tortilla understood her. I honestly don't know where she found a tortilla at the pool.
With the amount of g's you put on going I'm gonna guess you're drinking alone again
Some guy thought i was the waitress and handed me his credit card. drinks on me.
I feel like I've been hit by a truck, flew up and landed on a fence post that went straight through my vagina. No more vodka and sex for a while.
Oh if we have sex in public no one will frown upon it. They will stand and cheer for it
dude i'm so hungover my hair hurts
All of the hungover. I've changed not showered but can't quite make it to the booze.
WE'RE IN THE RED ZONE PLAY THRU THE PAIN
Dicks are so weird. He has kind of a feminine comforter in the background.
I need to be her Aladdin, and show her the world. The sex world.
We had sex and I never took my mets hat off... I feel like Duda knows and approves.
Randomize
