well that was a long night...
dude, you were pretty messed up... what happened?
no idea... but i still woke up with my pirate hat on
so...dinner was kid's cuisine and a bottle of wine. i think they go well together.
i just got a clause named after me in the 'alcohol and drug use' section of the handbook. this is certainly a warning sign.
I love watching others lives come down to our level.
Theres two guys using a blow up doll to hold their beers while they float around the pool
Im on my way, tell them to get ready for a high-five
He wouldn't let me go down on him. He stopped me and told me he was a giver.
I cartwheeled across every street... They tried to stop me but I bit anyone who came near me
I told her I named my penis "The Spirit of Exploration." That's all it took.
arnt you supposed to become a mature adult when you move out of your parents house?
Moving out doesnt mean I'm mature, it means I can make pancakes and bacon at 3 in the morning and no one can judge me.
These are all good points. But, I think your under estimating what it's like to be held upside down for a standing 69
So...guess who had sex tied to the ladder of a caboose under the stars in Joshua Tree? This bitch
Best sex of my life. But I think it's because I like his apartment. Really nice bed sheets. High vaulted ceilings. I wanted to lay there forever.
You're getting old. Was it located in a nice school district for your future offspring?
Things that don't wash off in the shower: black eyes and hickies.
I was at a hookups house and peed in his sink so I wouldn't wake up his mom... drunk me is on a different level
Now I know Sunday Funday means fucking till you loose your voice.
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