my brother is a facebook fan of two things: God, and Rhianna. if he's not a prime example of the rare "baptist closeted gay," i don't know who is.
so i am drinking whiskey and watching home alone 2 by myself. it turns out moving to a foreign country isn't all that different after all.
She had to get her inhaler in the middle of fucking...but she kept it in.
I pretty much just threw a bunch of clothes and my vodka in a bag..idk where I'm gonna end up tonight but I'm prepared.
He bought me dinner. He gave me his jacket when I was cold. And then ate me out in the passenger sear of the car.
I guess birthday shots aren't always the answer
Is it love? I honestly haven't even thought about watching porn for over a week now, and haven't thought about fucking any strangers either. It's quite eerie.
I fell asleep while we were Skyping and woke up to his balls bouncing in front of the camera while he sang "Wakey Wakey!" over and over again. Merryfuckingchristmas.
the bar didnt serve shots so jim ordered us jaeger neat. it worked.
I just stole some rubbers from the girl I stayed with last night so I can use them on a different girl today..
my dry spell has ended & now it's like a tsunami of dick i can't handle it
she broke the sink..i repeat the sink is off the wall. send help
I am mildly hung over. Decided pants are very unnecessary right now.
Would the comment "Down Goes Frasier" be too inappropriate at this time?
I almost suffocated in that mask but she kept calling me Jeremy so I kept it on.
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