UPDATE: In a passionate fit of self love, I brought myself to orgasm under the moon on my 7th floor balcony, ejaculating between the rungs towards the ground.
Unfortunately, I did not realize that most of it would end up on the balcony below mine.
At least you don't cum in color.
She's holding my hand. I'm going to kill myself.
I think I'm still fucked. I can see the electricty going through the street car lines
Vaginas creep me out. I'm disgusted by the look of them. I wonder if this is what having an ugly baby is like: you have to take care of it and love it but it just hurts you on the inside to look at it.
You're fine
I'm hiding in my chest because my walls smell weird. I'm not fine.
he was very distressed by my statements that there could have been balls on shoulders without awareness
I'm just walking around Lowe's groping the carpets....
Carving a pumpkin in a gay bar at 2am. How did my life get to be this way.
Shawn wouldn't stop singing about his cock on the ride home that night it freaked my girlfriend out how consistent he was
it's not that I hate people, I just want to rip most of their faces off.
We are gonna sacrifice to and pray to every god in this world that he doesn't find out about her sleeping with his old roommate.
Well the other day she asked me how often I jerk off. So I guess things are getting semi-serious
But I put cranberries and apples in my wine so it's festive drinking not suicidal drinking
My boss is paying me to come clean his house in a maid outfit and told me not to tell anyone....this is shady as fuck but I need the money
there is puke in my bra ... again
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