yah I made NO friends last night. at one point i think i replaced talking with spitting
I don't even remember his name...i'm just gonna save it as birthday sex
i know and i thought i was only capable of loving dick and drugs, im so happy
You know what, I don't care that I got too drunk and didn't make it into the boat party. If I had, I probably wouldn't have peed on you later while we soundly slept. I feel you need that in a best friendship.
I was busy. But now I'm about to consume alcohol and chicken. We shall see where this takes us. Maybe to the moon, maybe to the floor. I have no idea.
PAAAANTS ARE FOR AAAASSHOLES
Do you have any pictures of me mounting animals that aren't on Facebook?
If you go to Tinseltown tonight. First bathroom on the left, second stall. Avoid. It's still coming to terms with what I did to it.
By the way, just opened the browser on my phone for the first time today... And it was it the "images" section of "who invented ass fucking"
So thanks for that
What part of a retired stonemason dealing with your rock hard cock does not sound like you have the wrong number ?
I swear if he puts my hand anywhere near his dick tonight I'm "accidentally" leaving all my rings on
My desire to pee is a lot higher than my need to be buzzed right now.
I don't know what to do about my nipple.
I doubt the gods of funday Sunday would exact such a high price... But it's good to know an afternoon with me is worth a left foot.
I'm not fucking any of these fools. But if they want to buy me Olive Garden, that's their business.
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