i'm trying to reconcile what i did last night with who i am as a person.
i wonder if i could find a boyfriend who would call me big papa
sure if you go to prison
And my awkwardness continues. I felt the need to send him a text that said roar. I did it.
Just got a orange juice for my grandma, put gin in it without thinking. She's having a good morning.
i am doomed to only fuck guys with curved cocks
so the time management class we had to take for work seems to be working. I just beat off instead of waiting for gf to get home bc it fit my schedule better.
Why's my alcoholism being used to prove a point?
The last thing i remember is saying breakfast beer and carrying the keg to my room and locking the door.
Are taco bell cups microwave safe? I can't make that judgement right now
you asked my brother if you could eat the cupcake that you found. you were showing him a baked potato
You're only allowed to hookup with one freshman a semester. MAKE IT COUNT.
Did you fuck him in my garden last night?
That WOULD explain the dirt in my vagina
Directions to your booty call: go down the part of Route 66 that has all the car dealerships, motels and bad decisions, go past the Christian college and turn left at the Children's Center.
My house exploded and with it all my pot went up in smoke.
it is time to test the effects of half a loaf of bread and overconfidence on the human body
Randomize
