I hope my theory books are in my locker, but if not, I guess I can always share with you.
Who said I want to share with you?
You've sucked my dick, I'm pretty sure you don't care if I look at your theory book.
I wouldn't necessarily say I'm in her pants...I'd say I'm more on the on ramp to the freeway to the long way to her pants. There really isn't a short cut.
Not till Sunday. I'm going to sleep in my car. And I know. This place is insane. Blood on the stAirs 5 dollar slices of pizza. A girl on our floor had a stroke.
Never again. I promise. My old gay body can't handle that much adrenaline twice.
my first words to him the next morning were "do you like magic"?
But I just had this pork pâté. It was dick grabbing.
My mom just gave me my fake back to buy her more wine.
My dream of watching a live dick sword fight might never be realized now. Currently sobbing, shots to follow
No, you made a silk sheet toga and held up a dildo calling yourself "The Statue of Puberty". People made pilgrimages from the other party down the block to see you.
I feel like David Hasselhoff when he's drunk eating that cheeseburger and crying. But with cheesecake.
It's like fucking tetris in this bed
I accidentally mass texted his dick pic. Not only to my friends, but to my dad as well...
Haha idk you were stealing pizza dough at dominos
Tell me I'm drunk and you have to come get me. It's usually true. They'll believe you.
I just spent 45 minutes and a really well-put together Power Point trying to convince her to use my dog as baby Jesus in her church's play.
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