D3 body, D1 cock
My feet smell like cheese. Makes me hungry.
Matt just took me to visit my puke stain from 2 weeks ago at the train station...I'm fucking impressive
I mean...he was throwing up for almost 3 consecutive hours. I don't think there's a chance in hell that would have tasted even close to tolerable.
There was an Altoids can full of urine in the bathroom. I do not want to know what was going on in there.
Blasting venetian snares and drinking a beer. I love being an adult. It's like being a child but with beer for breakfast, better music, and no one yells at you.
You could make a naked club. One member, you. One president, you.
Whatever it's Canadian jail, it's not like Guatemala or something. It'll be nice and cushy and they'll probably throw him a big bday party with all his friends and strippers
You declared that afternoon sex will be referred to as "wet naps" from now on
His birthday is on Valentines Day, of course he's getting a blowjob
I wouldn't hate if he could handle a sex only type of ship. I really don't want to use the word "relation" in front of that.
I apparently tried to wax off my nipples.This explains the pain
I can show you the world. Shining, splimbering vaginaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
I don’t have the time, patience, or blood alcohol level to deal with her.
We finally gave up searching because everything had started to look like flip flops
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