It's pouring out. I am cold, wet, and miserable.... Kind of reminds me of our sleepover last night.
but it happened after you broke up with me and before we made up.
As gay men are we obligated to learn the Single Ladies dance.
what part of covering your puke with shaving cream seemed like a good idea?
She just kept tellin me God was coming back and he was leavin her with a bag of stale doritoes and shitty friends.
porn star boner night. come get it.
It was so weird. I had like an out of body experience. I heard the moaning, but I didn't know it was me.
I really want to go out tonight but part of me wants to be able to honestly tell the judge tomorow that I didn't
Maybe he meant to say like I love fucking you? But just forgot the fucking part.. That's what I'm telling myself.
Honestly, I've had enough of his asshole to last me the new year.
Please tell me you're talking about his personality.
You just said you hate yourself then sent me a picture of your friend's penis. Clearly this is a night of honesty.
I feel like she is getting all kinds of bacterial exposure that may otherwise have been avoided had she been wearing pants
Driving home this morning in my minion costume makes me rethink the 0 tint on my windows.
I know but we're going to blackout city so it'll probably be warm there
Nothing quite like spending your evening singing Shania Twain I Feel Like a Woman barbershop quartet Style with some homeless guys outside of Keyport liquor. love Shania Twain. How's your Sunday?
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