found a dugout with weed in it in dad's car. decided to top up the weed compartment with salvia. for fun.
i don't remember her name, but i don't need it unless we decide to hook up again. but even then, i can get away with not knowing it for a while. it's not like we have actual conversations.
I was just like staring at the lawn boy while singing "You Belong With Me".
I am the king of creep.
my family just sang happy birthday to baby jesus. no ones even drunk yet
I just puked on my dog.I feel summer coming on
I think i accidentally made vodka pancakes
Lesson of the night- sweaty dick can get stuck to ice, and require medical attention.
You know it's a good party when even the dealers were too fucked up. Just found and counted 140 E pills I found in a bag in the couch. Just paid for weed this month.
Is it just me or does the sex still keep getting better? I wasn't crying, my eyes just watered from how hard I was cumming.
I knew us throwing ourselves at him back in the day would pay off. I'm gonna b a divorcees rebound. Score!
he cock-blocks himself, don't try to make excuses for him!
Woke up with a 6lb bucket of Redvines with a note that said "I'm sorry" care to explain?
A million fucking miles away, and the sun still manages to fuck my hungover mornings up.
My prof handed me back my essay on Lesbians in literature, gave me an A and then we had sex in her office. Told you she was gay.
I suppose writing him up is more professional than keying his car.
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