I had a dream that I had 21 friend requests. it was the best day
then we talked for a little and he asked my last name which since I have yet to get a fb request I'm 95% sure its for a restraining order
she took her bra off and it was like the puppet strings had been dropped. her tits totally deflated.
We had sex after spending two hours in the drunk tank. It was really deep and meaningful
Next time we're there I want drunk pics of us trying to ride the stone lions downtown. Don't even attempt to fight me on this.
You know just sitting here carrying on a conversation with a 5 yr old about why there is puke at the landing of the staircase
Passive mediator is your role in this relationship. My role is dick punching arsonist
With me living this close to Mexico now, Tequila is just a geographical choice at this point if nothing else.
but there's so much I wanna do before I have kids. like die
to answer your questions bluetooth, 30ft, like a tampon, ask her, her idea, got tired of trying to find her in crowed clubs
I tried to break it off with the married one. He offered to pay off my car.
The side bitch struggle is real.
I already tell everyone in my office my bf is at the Naval academy. It slipped one time and I can't go back on it now
All I know is if i get a free preview weekend of HBO then I am recording Kindergarten Cop.
So I considered mediating this morning and instead I master-bated...same thing right?
So I said "fuck it" and made myself a sandwich
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