When we talk. Remind me of these topics, photoshop, my bday, threesomes, and cherekee indians. I swear these are real topics...
New topics to add when we talk, sweden, boxing, and the band journey
I was going to clean my house but wine sounded better
If I had a nickel for every time my parents threatened to stop paying tuition I would be a very rich man. Rich enough to pay my own tuition.
Hindsight: maybe I should have included a few transitional texts in between talking about your son and my need to have sex. Do over?
Smoking bowl and applying to community college. I now know how I got here.
It's like God was speaking to me through a penis.
hold on, were in the kitchen painting a yellow brick road to my vagina on my leg with black light paint.
I am not ready to suck todays dick. Todays dick just laughed and came on my face.
If it makes you feel any better, karma just served me up a big dose of fuck you.
It wasn't like a party or anything. They played PlayStation and talked about sports. Then I threw up on his porch.
The best part about drinking boxed wine is you can blow up the bag and use it as a pillow
On Friday, can we drink like its Civil Wars times and the doctor's coming to saw off our gangreen infected legs?
Nothing like being naked and confused and clutching a scented candle...at least I woke up in my own bed though.
I pelvic thrusted so hard while he was eating me out that his nose started bleeding. I think it's broken. Trophy scars, right?
Waking up naked and dehydrated has become a regular occupancy for me.
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