so I'm never txting u again after today...
y?
cuz i don't wanna see it on blogspot :)
ha...too late
508, what difference does it make? You were alone, anyway.
I am at The Loft in SoNo, and there are two girls within arms reach that are making out with each other AGGRESIVELY. Like I can see 100% of a boob
For future reference, this is Trevors little sisters phone now. Trevs number is 484 XXX XXXX. Great story tho
the next time i see a chick with leggings under her jean skirt...i'm gona beat her ass with a fashion magazine...
Since my computer broke, i've been masterbating to girls gone wild. I feel like i'm in the 90's.
He didn't speak any English, but I think I caught the word turtle in there somewhere.
Why would he say turtle mid-fuck?
How creepy of a mustache can you grow by wednesday night?
It was like good, clean fun, but with bodyshots.
she's drunk at 2 in the afternoon again. at least my mother is predictable.
You were so calm and collected as you strolled out the door with 40 mcdonalds cups in your arms. It was legendary.
We were fucking while the tv was on, and one of those animal cruelty commercials came on. We then switched over and started doing it doggy style. It was then that I realized that I'm going to hell.
Henceforth: booty calls will now be referred to as "deliveries of anatomy". That is all.
found one of my socks in the dishwsaher... xanax
I appreciate the fact that you sent me a snapchat of your dick soaking in a cup of water.
how do do this?
do what? Keep standing? Choose between 2 guys?
keep making boys cry?
Randomize
