I am not hooking up with him just to see what his penis looks like.
Also how the fuck did i get like 30 brown napkins
i would think by now you'd realize that my penis does whatever the fuck it wants and i have no control over the situation
We did a shot for each one. Father... son... and holy ghost. That wasn't enough though so we moved on to toasting dead relatives.
Aaaaand that would be the most of my hand I've ever fit into a vagina before.
If the world would stop letting me feel invincible I would probably stop doing this shit.
laying on floor next to bathroom with vent on to give myself comfort and remind me that im not going deaf. what did i smoke?
No like you fell onto the fence. I don't even know how you got into the fenced in area.
I keep jumping up and down in front of the mirror naked. The only motivation I would be to stop and put clothes on is if you come over. Hurry.
These past few weeks have been a lesson on why you don't put your penis inside girls who live in your building.
I just formed the "shit on a tree in Chicago club." And I feel awful about it.
We only initially bonded over boobs and sarcasm
Now i know i wasnt that drunk... So why are there texts of me volunteering for a nude photo shoot for an art major student?
If it's any consolation she turned out to be has a collection of clown dolls she talks to crazy. And the cops knew why I was calling when she key locked the door from inside.
So. Much. Porn.
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