the jail released me with 39 mardi gras beads. I need details.
girls mom is dying from cancer and she msgs me for a booty call. I guess people cope with their situations differently.
You have more facebook pictures than most towns have people.
I drank almost a whole fifth last night. Woke up with blood everywhere wearing a "stereotype this" tshirt. How fitting
I have only been in this city 3 nights and there are already 4 bars I can never go back to again.
You should know me better than that. I don't whore around. I promise this is a blowjobs only kind of trip.
on a brighter note, the cop thought i could kick adams ass if it came down to that and said he had $20 on me if it ever happens
its ok, the prom king gave me his crown to puke in
Someone had written "Boxmonsterette" on the bathroom wall and I just knew you'd been here.
Just found the last picture of me as a virgin. Framed it.
somehow I feel like "adventures with cocaine and molly" wouldn't be an appropriate "How I Spent My Spring Break" essay topic.
I just want to emotionally destroy him but also find out how big his dick is so this is perfect
How does one hint at their mentee that they used to casually fuck his brother
there are no losers in shot checkers. only winners.
We're both fucking guys named Frank. Our friendship was meant to be.
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