I just went through her cupboards. Eye patch and sword. nowhere near each other. different shelfs.
its summer. and we all know college gfs do not count in summer.
college gfs dont count ever. theyre like getting corn rows in jamaica. you feel cool at the time. then you go home and people make fun of you.
I've spent too much of my life staring at my bberry and counting to 5 to see if it blinks
doing washington apple shots with my mom. sunday afternoons suddenly got so much better.
you know you've made it when it's your own pool table you're waking up on
She said her tits were too big, and he slapped her. He said that Jesus didn't appreciate bitches that fish for compliments
Yah at one point i was listening to metallica and doing pushups last night. I went thru alot of emotions.
How am I supposed to be friends with him when there's an exact replica of his dick in my underwear drawer?
I almost lit my balls on fire tonight.
If you're wondering why you have playpen balls it's because we stopped at chuckie cheese on the way home.
On a scale of one to liver failure, how bad would it be if I played thunderstruck alone?
Got it in all night, now at a bar at 730 am and we are the only two people here. Somewhere my mid twenties father is applauding me.
He said "just hugs" and ran away screaming.
So it may have been laced, sue me.
It wouldn't be New Years Eve if we knew where we would be at midnight
I need to find a more reliable booty-call so I can start dating people and take it slow.
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