New low: just hacked my moms facebook
we didnt fuck last night. again. seriously, his place is like where dreams go to die.
Well that's not true. She had two social skills. She kept them in her bra
I'm ready for my liver to be the last casualty of 2009
He left with a pair of dress shoes, some goggles, and a shot glass. I think we should follow him.
In hindsight buying the pill crusher with my vicodin prescription might have been too much.
he broke up with her mid blow job, and somehow convinced her to finish. I want his life
if you spike my cofee one more time im gona fuck you up. im presenting to the mayor in sevven fucking minuets. fuck you and youir fucking bartending classses i am so fuckign fcked
We found him in the backyard throwing shoes onto the roof yelling "WHO BRINGS CROCS TO A HOUSE PARTY?!"
Steve called. He needs me to pick him up. He also asked for a set of his clothes, he can't find them. He is such a strong motivation to stay sober.
I'll be in my room with a breakfast burrito at 2:30. It's up to you...
I left the bar I'm on a bench across from the bowling alley taking a nap please come get me. I've had three lollipops.
So, left this guys house wearing a #1 Grandpa shirt and I think this is the best sex score I've ever had.
Every time we have sex, I feel his dick ramming my soul into submission. Problem is..... I LIKE THAT SHIT!
She dropped the call after she told me she doesn't want to hear about how loud he can scream.
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