don't read that magazine bro. I came in it
I'm blazed at jack in the box and my order number is 420. I wish everything in the world made this much sense.
Condom broke. Took her to CVS for plan B and parked in expectant mothers spot. I laughed.. she cried
my mom sold the house because of the grow room the couple saw i had in the basement.
I remember pointing out how smooth my legs were to try to direct his attention away from my vagina.
Tonights dinner consisted of washing down my plan b pill with a bottle of wine and toast. College is turning my life around
It was the textbook our-balls-touched-while-engaged-in-a-threesome-with-our-bosses-wife conversation.
It amazes and alarms me I'm not shocked to read that.
We will. we just need a little inspiration.... in smoke form.
Don't they also have a lot of serious head injuries?
I didn't say I wanted to marry one of them. Or that I want one to perform surgery on me. I just want to have hot, dirty, MMA style sex.
He just snapchatted me a picture of his cock. The angle makes it look like a freakin skyscraper. Thinking of photoshopping a little monkey on it.
My serious response to your Cathy tattoo inquiry- Do you ever want to get laid by someone not wearing a Blossom style bucket hat? Tattoo accordingly.
I'm trying to be all porn star and he's making it all The Notebook
Also, fucking on half deflated air mattresses is a great full body work out.
There's nothing more rewarding than telling you that I fucked your dad
He went down on me while I was on the phone with my grandma.
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