for on dont try to tell me you love me after three weeks of talking, for two if you are going to do that stay away from the song lyrics to a very good country song that you happened to ruin by using it, and for three erase my number im fuckin your sister now
There is no way when we get home that nothing will hapen
can i drink enough to forget this semester even happened?
She's gonna be fat in the future. On a side note I had a "It's not you, it's me." conversation with a bottle of jack last night.
you kept thanking chef boyardee for having pull tab cans
Plus my stomach has been speaking through my ass all day sending notes saying "fuck you" and "this is from your liver" or "i will kill you."
It sounded like he said "don't stop" but all I could hear were his balls.
i was so unappreciative the bar was giving out sweatbands UNTIL I casually used it during sex.
He just felt my tits to find out which piercing I lost.
The whole time you were apparently enduring your pukescapades, I was singing very loudly in the car to Beyonce on my way to get a post-coitus Diet Coke.
That went from 0 to lesbian orgy much faster than expected...
If it makes u feel any better my dick feels pretty tender dude
I have done everything sexualally imaginable with that umpalumpa
Scary. I hope people take me seriously. Maybe I should black out less to be sure
I have a bag of frozen peas on my vagina. If you want to talk about real problems.
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