And then she said we stopped for a train and i tried crawling out the back window.. again, i dont remember this.
the sex was "jacking off to playboy" bad.
there are certain things about getting into a cab to go home at 630 am that make me feel like a prostitute.
right. well i dont plan on getting laid till i find a respectable girl that i can make unrespectable
i robbed the continental breakfast last night
He yelled "juice on the loose", yes i am sure i need plan b
currently wearing a football players overly sized underwear. discovered a shot count on my leg. I'm a tank hahahhh
Life gets in the way of sexy Saturday sometimes
hey, being drunk and dumb is my thing. Don't take that away from me.
Are you proud of yourself?
ask me again when I'm drunk. Then fuck off.
he's like a horny 3rd grader on cocaine. he needs a leash
they set my background as his mugshot to remind me "having a big penis won't be a valid excuse in a court room."
It's like fucking tetris in this bed
In case you were wondering I realized something last night, Rick James was correct. Cocaine is a hell of a drug.
I feel like my entire body is ashamed of me today
You're a god amongst men today
Randomize
