she's leaving w me bro, I've been buying her mad shots. She's seen my apt. So locked down.
I wish I still had pics from the prostitute I paid/dated
Lauren she was gnawing on a dresser. Gnawing. On. A. Dresser.
Okay, good. And if you have one of those portable strip poles that would be nice too.
I don't think we should have started that trash fire
All I want is for every tall lanky young guy who is reading in a Starbucks to go balls deep in me. That's all.
Sorry. My phone died in the middle of you explaining why we would never work as a couple. Whatever you were gonna say, I probably agree.
The profile of her ass is just unreal. Weird way to use profile I know, but never more accurate
Also if i get drunk and start crying about the elephants you all have my permission to abandon me.
he left a full can of coors light underneath my windshield wiper, like a love note. if that's not husband material, i don't know what is
It was crazy man, at one point after already going 3 rounds I tried to breakaway for a smoke...she yanked me by the nipple hair back on top of her.
Holy fuck, my entire boob is bruised! Lierally my boob is just one big bruise.
The last time I went out with these guys I won an iced tea maker from a drag queen.
I would cock slap so many things if I had a cock.
I don't want a big night. But I am okay if we wake up in a penthouse at Crown Casino.
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