I just realized I've stolen a hat from every guy I fucked. Except the last one. Maybe there is hope for me.
just watched the video of me leading you with a trail of french fries.
She asked the taxi driver to stop at the Texaco because she had to puke. She did then stumbled into the gas station and bought a 40.
i have this gut feeling friday is going to be interesting.\nAnd by interesting I mean I feel like im going to get punched in the face by his girlfriend.
I vaguely remember you trying to make me a casserole with marshmallows and a can of beer.
Check out this gay circle: I've now hooked up with my ex-boyfriend, my ex's ex-boyfriend, my ex's ex-boyfriend's ex-boyfriend, and most recently my ex's ex-boyfriend's ex-boyfriend's ex-fling.
I don't always steal things but when i do it is a six foot five dos equis guy
I just got into the cab. It smells like weed and the driver looks like someone who may or may not be really talented at playing the saxophone. He also asked me my thoughts on porn when I told him I'm an actor. I might not make it home.
I'll ask around, all of my friends have girlfriends now for the most part though so they're all dead inside
I'm pretty sure male strippers are the last things I need in my life right now.
I told her my hands felt like they touched the sun, never been that stoned before
I had a dream I got back with Amanda. And then cheated on her the same day. Even my conscious is a dick
I had a dream that we had an entire sofa made out of cocaine.
Bleach your asshole, I'm on my way.
Who is this?!?!
If you think that liquor is the way to shower sex then you're right.
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