I had fun last night. We should have sex less often.
and then he put stevie wonder on to fuck to...and hummed along as I blew him
Dont worry about the blood on the pillow. its from my face.
Well I squeegeed the puke off your arm at the gas station
Then she cat effected the picture of my dick I sent her the other night. I'm in love.
Whenever you're sad about your life, just remember that I'm on a first name basis with the late night taco bell drive-thru workers.
Then that is decided. Fuck away my little bunny rabbit.
Fun thought: I realized the thing I miss most about him is dixie kong's double trouble on his super Nintendo. It's possible that I don't have a soul.
Then I'll go home and you two can do whatever two same sex heterosexual soul mates do
I was trying to remember why my knees hurt then I remembered I was twerking on the countertops.
I'm not sure how to explain it, but I feel like our penises have a connection. Like long lost brothers. We're not even gay.
I wanna eat mushrooms and cuddle with a million dogs at once. I wanna know what heaven is like
You ran full speed into the glass door with your Patron and yelled "FEEL THE RHYTHM, FEEL THE RHYME"
You know, normal sex stuff involves shitting your pants. If you do it right.
I know right, I would blow him just for the satisfaction he would taste like vodka
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