Ive either hit rock bottom or become my own hero.
so the last visual we have of him for the next 87 weeks is him outside on the ground rolling around yelling I HATE BLOWJOBS
After he came he asked what I was doing for thanksgiving.
I have no idea what's going on.... I just want to wear my horse sweatshirt and drink vodka.
my left tit made it into the crop job on your profile pic, I knew it was good for other things
I think I found out what we're going be for Halloween....Alcohol poisoning victims.
My dad and I just got asked if "we wanted a more intimate setting for our date". The world is coming to an end.
Also, am I the only one who noticed he didn't fuck you until after you were technically a cripple? Or am I reading into this too much? Congrats on that btw
Who has the safety vest from this past weekend Additionally, who has the dancemaster glove?
ok I know you arent happy with the way we ended but paying someone to pass me an STD is TOTALLY FUCKED!!!
I left her alone for a few minutes and she's already using a guy on his hands and knees as a chair while another guy is serving her margaritas.
So like if I threw up in my purse is that "don't ever show your face in public again" worthy or just slightly frowned upon
tuscaloosa is terrifying
like people here are just empty shells of drugs and sin
there is no mercy here
I had forgotten what new underwear feels like. It's as if angels descended from heaven for the sole purpose of supporting my junk.
I just realized that this is the first time I've ever seen your mom without sucking your cock.
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