ad ew i am wasted whats my problem
So yesterday I was on craigslist and I saw a listing for a sofa-cum-bed. I knew what they meant...
Rub youre cunt and tell me you love me.
Your incorrect use of you're doesn't arouse me in the slightest.
Apparently we had sex last night, and then I made him drive me to the beach so I could puke in the ocean.
Can we please not be like these pathetic people in their thirties who only get drunk when they go see Sherrill Crow?
We really need to check into harvesting part of our liver now
Those people having sex on the beach kept looking over at you guys throwing his shoes at the seagulls.
When I don't want to forget things I put them on my cigs.
C smoking isn't all bad
And apparently I was the one that started the drunken make out session that broke the window
Just considered playing a drinking game with powerade with my sister so she would get some fluids in her. I do so well with sick people.
The only times girls talk to me at clubs is when they're asking if I'm okay when I'm puking outside. Or if it's a tranny
My trash can accurately represents my weekend: Bojangles wrappers and magnums.
this vacation is helping with my sexual bucket list so much. threesome, deaf guy, and outdoor sex all accomplished.
Last night I drank three beers and threw up in a tree house. I am ashamed.
That confirms what we've all known all along. I'm a bad gay. I have no fashion sense.
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