so heres a good story. about 6 hrs ago i took a bath with bruce blasting. and 6 hrs later i woke up still in my bathtub but in cold water
I couldn't tell if he was hitting on me or if he was just mentally challenged.
great, thanks for announcing that I gave you head over twitter
at least I said it was good
you know you've made it when it's your own pool table you're waking up on
you got us kicked out of the restaurant for trying to pee in the trash can.
But the Super Mario beer pong table is more than appropriate.
Jäger goes great with personal crises and receding morals...
Just went over my top ten highlight reel with that guy I'm fucking. It was like we were sports announcers. But about sex.
my night stand is a mini fridge, dont even try to get on my level of laziness.
we were both freshly single and using each other as rebounds. most intense sex I've ever had. i felt like a grizzly bear emerging from hibernation in a whirlwind of sexual fury
I'm gone to the point of literally hugging trees, partially for support, but also because I like them.
I'm glad we can *facepalm* it together over the married couple we fucked separately.
I don't have any soul left to be crushed.
I would wear his ballsack as a hat if he asked me to
I'd invite you over to drink but then I wouldn't be drinking by myself.
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