I just left the house and 2 chicks are in the kitchen making breakfast. Might want to get up.
I'm up, no shirt, and staring at a breakfast casserole. Who are these girls?
I did the seizure Bad Romance dance again last night, didn't I?
you were really good actually. your skill is increasing over time
like when he blacked out and we found him in the garden eating your tomatoes off the vine
somedays, I wish the drugs you give me would convince me they were a bad idea preingestion.
where's the fun in that?
She's gone now. Left with the wind like a majestic leaf that just rides the invisible current to locations unknown. And dude, her friends were really hot.
We had fun with our Indiana Jones role-playing until I whipped myself in the dick with my belt.
She was bending and I said "finally, about time". Wrong, she was tying her shoe. No blowjobs for me.
I just remember her dragging me inside in a panic saying we needed mentos and popcorn I have no fucking clue how we ended up asleep in her closet.
Happy 420. I woke up to a girl smoking weed and dragging me out of bed. Chemistry makes so much sense high.
He sent me a text from across the party that said "your sexy." I just couldn't.
I'll be home soonish I need 4th of July sex, it's the American thing to do.
Just please try not to piss Danny off, I really can't afford to find a new drug dealer again
I have a cat for love and a booty call for sex. What else could I need?
These last few days with George, grandma, and now Carrie all dying have been pushing me further and further into rum's sweet embrace.
Then you fell out of your chair, looked right at me and said, "You are sooo drunk."
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