I feel like death. And death is wearing a fleece blanket as a dress. And is seriously contemplating wearing this to go get something to eat.
she just made a shot glass out of magazine paper. I love her.
I understand. Hypothetically what should one do after throwing up in the shower?
Asking him not to sleep with other girls is like asking me not to have my period apparently
It's called the eyeliner-blowjob correlation, read a science book bro
He's afraid of heights. How do I know, you ask? Blowjob on his roof.
I still smell like men's body wash from that drunken shower I took at that stranger's home last night.
I'm gonna make some noodles and go to bed. Hopefully I don't fall into the stove or something.
I will kick you in all of your body parts. All at once.
Me too, I feel like I pinched your nipples excessively. At the time it seemed like a good idea, but in retrospect I'm not so sure.
Just to clarify, I'm still tripping balls
On an unrelated note, I've come up with a theory of everything
You'll pass into the great gay beyond
Where it rains cosmopolitans and scantily clad gogo dancers of all genders direct traffic
Is it just me or is Michael Jackson blasting throughout the house
I just want a guy who will spank me, fuck me, then take me to my office xmas party. I'd that too much to ask?
When God made him he put all his talent in his dick. What he lacks in brain, he makes up for in loin.
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