Im in Brooklyn, he wasnt 23 or a musician pick me up
you kept slapshing your drinks on people saying the power of christ compels you.
Got to see someone fall down the stairs while holding hot coffee and a folder full of papers. Best Monday ever.
Following a car with a GPS. We don't know where he's going, but he probably has a better idea of where we're going than we do. Also, very high.
he keeps trying to sext me and all I can do is respond with descriptions of what im eating.
If by "in control" you mean him showing-up to work wasted, calling a customer a "fuckstick," and getting fired on the spot? Then yes, he is.
Blow job season was short but glorious.
the fact that you trapped hornets in a mailing tube to put in his mailbox does not surprise me sadly.
Also, my old intern Lizzie whom you fed pizza to last night wants to hang out with you
He stopped mid sex to pour wine in my mouth...
Marry him.
One of my favorite March activities is cropdusting people while wearing a kilt.
Things he has managed to cum on so far on spring break: my bikini, my back-up bikini, three of my four bras, two pairs of panties, four beds, six chairs, the floor of several hotel rooms, the window/door to the balcony from both sides, my tits, my face, my stomach, his stomach, my ass, his best friend's girlfriend's face, and his best friend's dick.
Just FYI spring break is over and you're supposed to be back in class but hey sounds like you had your orgy so congrats.
I took a picture of you last night while you were drunk, trying to smoke a bowl through your nose. It's now your contact id.
I had to join a gym to keep up with this 22 yr old
I think I should write my liver a thank you note. If it had my work ethic, I would be dead now.
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