So J keeps drinking his last bit of drink, then spitting it out and drinks it again. Savor the flavor?
They only remember me when they're drunk...I'm like a suppressed memory.
They told me I stole 50 buns and a bottle of mayo and would whisper in their ears to look under my shirt to see what was for breakfast... benefit of starting to drink at 9 am
Unlimited sex for unlimited netflix. I can deal with that. I think this is the first prostitution deal for netflix ever.
I lost my grandmas ring. Probably during the handjob.
Ugh I miss culture and lesbians already
Just remember my house smells of thick cut bacon and I have a big dick.
Yeah. Just jump him. Naked. Claim his dick for yourself.
Well, after emptying the contents of my stomach into a fucking rose bush, the only things moving through my digestive system are pills, coffee, and my own lip gloss. If that gives you any idea what kind of a day I'm having.
Hyyypothetically, what would you do if you happened to see my boobs on the internet?
Best case scenario I do a bunch of dirty things to you, blow your mind and you enjoy it. Worst case I stare at you, poke at you, smile and droll on myself, you laugh.
It's like sleep walking but with blowjobs
I think sunday funday got a little out of control. There is cheese slices and BBQ sauce all over the roof and 4 empty bottles of vodka in my room.
I love that they love me even though I might not exsist, its kinda like Im God.
Topless, eating sour gummies, doing a crossword, at 4 AM. TELL ME IM BEAUTIFUL!
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