theyre selling pepper spray in the courtyard. hellooo atl
We've shared an experience, my friend. I, too, have talked on the phone with a parent while giving a handjob
I really have to stop waking up in hot tubs on Friday mornings.
I think I threw my underwear away at What-A-Burger last night.
Oh and no more ball pics to my family. Got in a little trouble over that. They have no sense of humor.
We should drive around in your Jeep on snow days and get stoned while we help random strangers stuck in the snow. So much good karma.
so hungover. I'm actually considering eating the snow off the roof so I don't have to leave my bed
listen. he fixes things. buys me drinks and sticks his penis in my vagina. age means nothing at this low point in my life.
Tequila Tuesdays need to not carry on throughout the week. Having a sad Saturday
What's protocol when the 18 year old son of an anti-gay preacher sends you a message on Grindr during church?
Did I seriously answer the door for a home delivery of weed from you and your boss while wearing last night's 80s rockstar face paint?
Also lets pinky promise right now that we will NOT play "Pony" outside of each other's rooms if we have a hook up over
On another note, I almost lost one side of my fake butt. Dancing the wobble with the fake butt isn't recommend.
I put on that one song on Titanic so he'd fall asleep. When I was positive he'd passed out in a drunken fit, he outstretches his arms and says "I'm flying, Jack.."
My life is a random series of events connected only by bottles of Seagram's 7
Randomize
