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
I'll pay for our taxi if you let me makeout with the drummer and we don't leave RIGHT when the bassist does.
NO FUCKING WAY. PLEASE MAKE HER IMPLANT THAT POOR KID INTO A RESPONSIBLE UTERUS.
Just used my last prints at the library for brackets instead of final reviews. Hello March.
He tried to write down the address for the cab on half a bagel.
Do you remember unrolling paper towels as a blanket?
And I can feel feelings now and they hurt
I thought monday through wednesday was a YOLO free zone.
When he sent me a picture, I swear my vag frowned. That tiny.
Please send me a thumbs up pic afterwards. No homo. After you've redressed and are heading for the walk of shame out of course
I am sleeping in the bathtub because my bed is too soft.
So yeah he had good weed?
Well I can't be held accountable to know every which time you slid a finger here or slid a finger there. I'm way too busy getting close to climaxing to document these things.
I figured if he was OK cheating on his gf with a guy, he'd be OK with me posting his number to m4m Craigslist Ads
In California. Through an entire game + OT. That’s a long time to have an octopus in your pants.
you missed a good time last night.
you texted me at 10 telling me to come fuck you, that says enough.
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