***** fucked a guy with one hand last night
he got wood on it!
i know. i had to sit in his lap on the plane. he also wore teva sandals.
...i was talking about hockey
What's wrong?
Long week. Sore muscles. Bad back. Hangover. Mini-keg. Crazy ex-wife. Unavailable love-interest. Dead celebrity families. Republicans.
Pussy.
So J keeps drinking his last bit of drink, then spitting it out and drinks it again. Savor the flavor?
he needs to hurry and make his mind up... i mean i can't keep getting peed on by a guy who isn't even my boyfriend
I had to stop mid sex to take my turn on words with friends so he wouldn't get suspicious. Hookup of the night helped me. We won.
Something's wrong. My throat is definitely not in it's normal spot. Way too low.
Both his mom and his sister were hitting on me when I stopped by today. He isn't a real friend anyway, right?
And is it bad that I haven't talked to guys who I haven't already dated? I feel like a recycle bin.
My boobs are feeling quite sensitive so I told them, " you is smart, you is kind, you is important" that should do the trick.
Being a slave to ur dick is exhausting.
First day in a very long time I've done more pushups than bong rips
my birth father cheated on his wife with my birth mother. it's literally in my blood to be a home wrecker.
Hey know anyone who wants 58 lbs of whole frozen chickens for a couple bowls?
send nudes
from the living room?
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