you kept running across the street. everytime you made it across successfully you took something off. can't believe there were no cops around...
oh thats it?
I fucking love fucking science majors-- she told me that she wanted to know if her gag reflex got better or worse with alcohol, and that her initial evidence had been inconclusive. So, next few weeks, yeah, gettin blown periodically. All I have to do is keep a log.
he had his head down and said he was listening for the buffalo, he had to still be drunk.
You love him. Dinosaurs. Math. Sex.
He's stoned as shit, eating breakfast cereal and taking a dump. All while listening to dubstep. We may never understand him.
Everything is fine now . The coast guard said we just can't take the inflatable trampling out past the break way anymore
... I went down on him at the movies. I feel like Alanis Morisette.
View of Vancouver Bay is obscured though the greasy hand prints from fucking against the window. Tip maid well.
Was he good-huge or like "what the fuck do i do with this"-huge
Eredayimstrugglin ..Can we talk about the fact that I just typed "er" and it autocorrected to that. Fuck my life.
Also, I wish we had magnetic nipple rings and our boobs stuck together.
We are making a pool on how long he stays sober this time you want in?
Can we get pizza? This is seriously not a booty call. I just really want someone to get pizza with me.
Sorry for peeing on your books last night. I wouldn't leave them next to the window anymore.
I just want a guy who makes lots of money, has a skilled penis and the sex drive of a 22 year on Viagra. Is that too much to ask?
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