Jerking off has been your answer to everything tonight.
God, i just love slightly insecure guys with hearts of gold and giant penises.
the only thing i remember last nigh is talking to some chick for thirty minutes about cheese.
I made out with Jen. We were naked. I'm still gay. Forever
bro, sorry for: trying to put you on fire yesterday, telling the bouncer that it was you that broke the bottles, and to have slept with your sister.
Is your answer to that text seriously a right parenthesis
You know you're an adult when you break 100 to get 75 cents, to buy a condom from a bar vending machine in South Boston.
well I woke up with about $3 in odd change and a note that said "I'm borrowing your weed." So, no, it didn't go to well.
This feeling I'm having... is it love or a combination of alcoholism and unprotected rough sex
I just saw a kid on iowa campus story that looked like the guy i made out with on spring break.
I also don't hate being called a giant sack of cheese. Is that weird?
Being an adult is fun. You can experience a break up, then go fuck someone else in the woods.
I made soup. Now I'm having post soup making wine. I had pre soup making wine also.
I'm pretty sure that cute cop drove me home. Especially since I found his card in my purse.
boys just don't understand what they're missing out on.
he's missing out on my boobs looking marvelous this evening.
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