Moan for me like Helen Keller
thats the last time I fuck a piece of fruit on camera for him.
bars should really give you discounts for bringing your own shot glass
He was carrying a rolled up carpet saying he was saving it for tomorrow's Walk of Fame.
Did I at antime last saturday slip away and sign up for a prayer circle?
Desperately trying not to throw up over the side of the ferry back to CT. Can't be the first one of the season.
Really? How much of his life do you think he remembers? I'm pretty sure 75% of it qualifies as "kind of a blur".
It mathmatically balances. Less pants + more shirt = fully clothed. see? Not a whore!
New rule for Thursdays: no high gymnastics
he doesn't sweat normal. maybe that's what THC smells like coming through the sweat glands...
I seriously think I may just have to live here. In this bed. Naked.
Just to clarify, I'm still tripping balls
On an unrelated note, I've come up with a theory of everything
DO NOT THROW SOUP AT YOUR SCREEN
Like the fear of satan was put into my heart when I saw him put that sandwich on the WOODEN BENCH
You barfed off the front porch while the elderly neighbors were walking their dog. We had to convince them not to call 911.
Pics or it didn't happen.
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