now i know why i became what i already was.
I totally need to blow more fat guys. His cum tasted like vanilla ice cream
I just remember making out with this kid's friend, washing blood off my hands and hearing the RA's were looking for me.
We fucked in my basement while hiding from the cops.. And now his Facebook picture is him and others holding up there MIP's in front of my house.. I feel obligated to add him as a friend.
It's like my butt was the only innocence I had left and now I don't even have that.
I ended up with bruises on the back of my knees. Tell me again how I did this?
It feels like I'm breathing out my heart and it spreads through my limbs to my fingertips.
YOU ARE NOT A BOTTLE OF RUM THEREFORE I DONT KNOW HOW TO LOVE YOU
I NEED YOU HERE TO KNOCK THE MALT BEVERAGES OUT OF MY MOUTH
Stop thinking your God dude. You passed out. God doesn't pass out...
Did we smoke in a portapotty last night? And if so, do you think the brown stuff covering my body is actually dirt?
It's hard to hold down the snapchat button for video while thrusting. Sorry if the cinematography wasn't Oscar-worthy.
I've made a single handle of rum last like three weeks and my mom hasn't even acknowledged it.
Life if anyone rolls up to my funeral with shitty weed get them out of there
Reading becomes significantly more difficult when people are having crazy loud sex in an adjoining room
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