The paper boy just woke me up in the front yard again.
We walked because you started screaming when you finally realized he wasn't Ben Bailey and it wasn't the Cash Cab.
My face is bruised from laying on the concrete. NO MORE VODKA!
Honestly, it was easier to just put it in my mouth than to deal with an awkward conversation.
At beerfest, hammered, going to try to not get naked in public but i cant make any promises
it's graduation. he's gonna get congratulations slash emotional i cant believe youre leaving me sex.
I feel like on the last day of finals we should run around campus dressed like Moses screaming "LET MY PEOPLE GO!!!!"
I'll start the recruiting
I woke up sandwiched between them, all of us naked, and they were just sharing a cigarette, a donut, and the paper like it was just some normal post-threesome Sunday brunch.
I made everyone scream the national anthem with me after playing true American last night. I'm pretty much their leader now.
They've taken all the lighthearted fun out of S&M.
How do u even exfoliate your vagina
Really though. It's your life, live it how you want
And I do mostly. Which is why I'm now drunk in my room writing erotica
Are you drunk texting me again or are you just being your regular stupid self?
yes
We walked 3 miles to the strip club. Stopped for roadies, it wasn't that bad.
he was peeing off the deck shouting "urinals are for pussies" that's how much hurricane.
Randomize
