Where you at
assisting at a photo shoot in williamsburg till 7ish. wassup?
Doesn't matter. I already jerked off in your bed.
The old woman next to me on the el smells like cupcakes...but she doesn't taste like cupcakes
there are certain things about getting into a cab to go home at 630 am that make me feel like a prostitute.
We went out. i got lost. dunno where they were. they slept in the car. i slept in an outdoor shower. i dont know anything else.
It's hard to be above the influence when you are the influence.
I can't believe you're trying to guilt me into a blow j because a tornado made you homeless.
Is it working?
I sleep with the gay men, they no longer have questions about their sexuality. No strings attached at it's finest and i get new shopping buddies out if it. It really is a win win situation.
You are my idol.
Those people having sex on the beach kept looking over at you guys throwing his shoes at the seagulls.
Made fish tank punch. It's like trash can punch but in a fish tank. Also, my dad saw a picture I uploaded on Facebook and called me a pussy for only making 10 gallons.
My penis just literally said "Yaaaaaay!!!" It's the first time it's spoken out loud. Before this we could only communicate through rudimentary sign language
Who knows? Maybe we can sing afternoon delight into each other's genitals.
I'M ALSO PLAYING VIDEO GAMES AND THINKING ABOUT ORDERING A PJIZZA. I'M NOT SURE WHAT MY MUSTACHE WANTS.
I got snowed in at my parent's. everyone's asleep so I'm smoking a joint in my old room and watching Tarzan on a 12" tv.
They must be so glad to have you home...
If wanting to text you my feelings after three mojitos is wrong I don't wanna be right.
i think i passed out for a few seconds while we were having sex but he didnt notice...
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