you dont want to live with me, im always naked, a chronic masturbator, a bit of a voyeur and will likely touch you while you sleep. ps- i can pick locks
Braces and a neon one piece. She looks 15.
i'm in love
he likes ron paul.... that's all i'm going to say....
I'm drinking whiskey outta the bottle trying to earn the trust of some ducks in the yard
you kept saying "no santa, im not having sex with you. it's not your holiday".
All i remember is people cheering me on to drink faster than the dog, out of the dog's bowl. I just couldn't stop.
She has either a C-Section scar or a bullet wound, I can't quite tell
Made myself shower before I'd masturbate. I probably should have wined and dined myself too, but that's pushing it too far.
At least I'm fat on the outside. You can NEVER change being fat on the inside.
Because the guy guy doing the drawing either wanted to bone, or wanted us to stop entering the contest. Either way, we got concert tickets so I'm cool with both scenarios.
my last search of the night was "the physics of green eggs and ham" what the fuck
my whole checking account just had a funeral down bourban street, paid for that, and then bought everyone 5 shots of fireball...
He just got really stoned and kept complementing my ponytail
I'm about to do something based solely on the fact that a fortune cookie told me to. This may not end well.
My last Google search was 'can an impotent man have sex'. I don't even want to know what I did with that guy.
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