Boner jamz table deep. plus bar deep. wiing waing.
i was texting myself key events from last night so i could remember this morning. looked at my phone, texted my mother instead. our numbers differ by 1 digit
The only thing I have to prove last night happened is a fireman's hat full of puke.
Dude, I think my check liver light just came on
hey as creepy as this sounds i still have your eyelashes on my desk
I love when I'm alone in the house. It's like pants were never invented.
i caught him jerking off, doing his SAT Prep. forever alone.
When I try to close my eyes ibwant to puke. Going to the basement to watch pocohantas. That'll keep myeyes open. And puke free.
I'm laying here in fetal position. I feel like a traffic cone
besides i was ending his dry spell. it's written in the bible that jesus likes that right?
"Let's chug a beer then make out" doesn't sound as nice, but it would prob make him cum right there.
She had forties taped to her hands and was trying to give him a hand job while he was passed out, with everyone in the living room.
well you're talking about the girl who after 4 years, several relationships and several fuck buddies, has yet to have sex in an actual bed
I got shot at last night. Lesson about married chicks: learned.
Because of you I can never eat chicken nuggets without thinking of you fucking him. I hope youre happy. I really do.
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