There was an extended period of my adolescent life where my friends and I would get high, drive around in my minivan listening exclusively to the wu tang clan, and intentionally crash into snowbanks
it seems that i get a boner from just about everything now
google image searching george stephanopoulos at 1 AM on a saturday night...once again
so he was shitfaced and kept using sticky notes to label everything like "beer spill" and "going to fuck later"
You coming bye my yot got egg sweet carilne vodklaa
My mom said that if she can come this weekend, she'll buy the weed.
You were my sober police. You had one job and you failed miserably.
I'm a corrupt cop.
Note to self...boner negates all verbal agreements ...got it
We just weren't working out together, on a completely unrelated note some guy that i talked to on his grinder account said i could crash at his place
I envy your ninja level of don't give a fuck
I LIKE NICE BOXERS OKAY!? COMBINED WITH A GLORIOUS DICK JUST MAKES THIS EVEN BETTER. WE MOVE IN TOGETHER AND THAT PIC'S GETTIN FUCKING FRAMED.
I found more straws in my beard this morning. Please stop doing that.
Her son walked in on us and asked if he could "wrestle too."
I'm not in bed, I'm driving and puking at the same time.... first for everything
THERE IS A MAN IN THE BATHROOM IN COLONIAL GARB GET HERE
It's difficult when the romantic and the hedonist in me are fighting. I want him to respect me and hopefully pursue an actual relationship, but then I remember he fucks like a GOD and loves my kink. Oh, life's hard.
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