I'm having post traumatic stress flashbacks of last night. That big. Don't know whether to call him again or change my name...
He's drinking red wine in a margarita glass. He couldn't be more perfect for me.
It was huge And he was twirling it around. Im telling you, beautiful wonderpenis
Btw sorry for throwing that bag of ice at your face lastnight....
For gods sake, I only took one. With two nyquils. What a happy world its been today. Fulfill your obligations and then its marvelouso.
You are NEVER going to guess whose penis was JUST in my mouth!!!
I'll give you a hint, we ate paste with him in kindergarten.
Also, you peed on your hand last night. Id just like to point that out
So how was your new years? Did u ride a horse at 3am in zero degree weather? Because I sure did
Hiding the dark circles under my eyes this morning was like trying to hide a Beached Whale on the Couch eating Pita chips.
Will you trust fall hold me, so I can pee of this building.
I've learned life lessons in Vegas. Mostly, drugs are cheaper than alcohol.
We're at the liquor store. Then going to the hospital
Yeah plus that night got so disgusting it's basically a repressed memory anyway
It will pretty much be equal to the feeling I had when you let me hold your dick while you were peeing, or when I graduated high school!
You were so fucked you introduced me to a pile of Laundry
I wondered why I slept in the front room
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