He's crying and calling me out on using him. It's awful. And I'm too drunk to leave.
You were hanging upside down on the subway with your feet in the stirrup handle bars. the children were amused.
Santa brought me a 1.75 of wine, and a liter of patron. I probably won't remember Christmas, so don't ask me how it was tomorrow.
It's official. This guy and I are going gay for each other. We're tasting the fucking rainbow.
Three Architectural classes: $990.00 Architectural supplies: $300.00 Changing majors and using my architectural supplies to roll blunts: Priceless
Like theyre better than no shoes. I'm sitting her balls naked playing xbox in nothing but crocs with the fur
God I miss you. I want to fuck your face... Then do all the girly cuddly shit too.
seriously the second he called my tits warlocks was the second I knew I wasn't going to fuck him.
Rage-masturbating and then crying myself to sleep. Welcome to Wednesday.
I was told that I need a reference for my blow job skills. Be expecting a phone call tomorrow.
I downloaded the presidential playlists for offline listening. And Obama made a night one so we have presidential approved fuck jamzzzzz. Thanks Obama!
you know you're in deep when you watch fear and loathing in las vegas and every damn scene is relatable.
He was like the most intimidating looking guy you've seen in your life except he was really shittily doing the two step
There was one thing about my NYC trip I forgot to tell you: I took a dump in Trump Tower
Drunk me bought a cell phone last week and began texting sober me. The conversation between the two is still on going.
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