A blow job from a tiger shark would still entail less risk to your genitals than having sex with her.
So mom called me from the hospital laughing her ass off. Apparently my sister is allergic to cocaine...
Posh spice and Baby spice both in one night. Fantasy complete. God bless halloween.
I just fully woke up, never smoking that much weed again. I had stress dreams about your house being surrounded by a lake and we kept losing our cars in it.
When we were texting for those few weeks, I some how established a crush on you. And its weird and wild and stupid and silly. But these things just have to be said sometimes to determine what's real and what is infatuation. And to suffer the consequences of five am drunk philosophy. No regrets.
You jumped into so many bushes for no reason
I just felt emotion and I'm not okay with it
The medical term is prolapsed anal walls if you want to look into it with dignity.
You ate ashes out of my bong
you were so high you asked for half double stack and half crispy chicken sandwich "welded together" in the wendy's drive through
Dude this weed has me so paranoid.
Yeah tell me about it I just screamed after I coughed because my own cough scared me.
Still riding the magical train of drugs so, yeah, Id say I feel great
You are hungover. Your arguments are irrational an incoherent. We only played twice. Have some Gatorade and take a knee.
She looked like a cross between Jesus and John Lennon. So I fucked her. I feel majestic and powerful.
I mean, he’s listed as “Andrew DC Threesome” in my phone. THATS HOW I REMEMBER HIM! How is that not the start of a fairytale?
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