how's this sound. You, me a box of pink franzia and a night full of possibilities in your basemen. I'll be me. You be you. And we'll see where it goes
I cant remeber how long i've been laying here...it could be 10 minutes to a fucking day
Im watching hello kitty on qvc debating if its a good idea to cook bagel bites on my space heater
He wants to call Lloyd's of London and have my mouth insured.
And then like 10 minutes later they were taking a bath together. HOW DOES HE DO IT.
Am I allowed to say that I would really enjoy blowing you again? Or does that fall into the "nothing changes between us" catagory?
I didn't hate myself when I woke up today, that's improvement right?
Where are you?! I require drunk, males and possibly crying. Vomiting is optional and/or optimal as is karaoke.
I can dream in two languages, but it's still about ripping a bong.
I don't even fuck like that, he just happened to be in the right place at the right drunk.
I plan on having so much gay sex in our house while you gone.
I just told the joker that my vagina is the bat cave and he needs to infiltrate it.
The lady that was sitting beside me thought the best way to cheer herself up was to pet and ruffle my hair while crying and telling me her problems...
And also ice skating can blow me. Goodnight, love you!
Don't worry about it too much, but I just committed us to possibly raising a kid
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