I used to have a blog that was basically all about ****** and all of his sexual misadventures
I mean it made tucker max look like a fucking alterboy
But unfortunatley his mom did a google search and found it
I just projectile vomited in a Methodist church parking lot. If Jesus didn't love me before he sure as hell doesn't now.
We need to rekindle our bromance
I caved and texted him. But it's strictly drug dealing business so it doesn't count.
she was puking into the toilet drowning herself saying "its okay im a swimmer"
I'm trying to make a sex playlist
record yourself crying and put it on a loop.
We could supplement the Tour with Edward Andre-hands. Because 40s are for the 99%.
Would it be bad if I bought her bread, meat, cheese, and stuff as her christmas present so she can make me a sandwich?
Is it possible to just pretend that everything we did after grilling up your goldfish didn't happen?
If you ever wanna get tagged teamed, army guys are pretty open to it. Write that down for future reference.
Just found the last picture of me as a virgin. Framed it.
Apparently when the cops arrived I was standing over him in the bathroom yelling, get the fuck up you piece of shit. Beer still in hand.
For a girl who cried from fear the last time she was asked out, this. Is. TERRIFYING!
I told you naked hot tub wrestling would turn bad now one of us has a gash on the head and another a black eye
I was very impressed with his ability to carry on a conversation with his friends sitting in the front seat with his hand in my pants, getting a hand job, stoned, with a cigarette in his mouth. I think he's a keeper.
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