idk why but i just wanna to have sex with the idea of him. i don't even wanna meet him.
I think it was the chocolate body paint and awesome blowjob that finally made us official.
I knew I was high when I wanted to write a poem about how great it felt to wash my face
but then the words kidney pain and possible testicle shrinkage kept ringing in my head
at least i was responsible enough to take off my shoe and throw up in it
Im surprised putting the throwing knife "dartboard" next to the door didnt end up worse
And I'd make him talk dirty to me. In Forrest Gump's voice.
Is there a reason there's a dick print on my seventh-story window?
You told me my blanket felt like ground beef.
soon, soon....
I don't believe you anymore. You're like the boy who cried coitus.....
Chick in the reindeer getup puked on Baby Jesus last night. But then she bought us all empanadas so she's cool.
gonna guess the empty vodka bottle and open can of tuna in the bathroom drawer are related?
We're making a scrapbook of dick pics, you want in or what?
You can either drink his whiskey or be a bitch. Doing both is just mean.
jump out the window naked night went bad
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