That explains waking up with one hand in the toilet and the other in the trash can
We were drinking cognac with TAB. I felt like trailer park royalty.
i just ate an entire onion plain. all alone. i have never felt more single in my life
Well, let's be honest here. You're dealing with gay guys... EVERYTHING has an emotional attachment.
He had a seizure when i was giving him head. for a second i was thinking i was doing a spectacular job
I'm just trying to absorb as much of the fluids from the carpet as I can.
He left his boxers here. Can I keep them and make a shrine or would that be creepy?
I need to see you idiots before I go back to school. But we shouldn't snort Crown Royal this time.
I am going to go back to drinking and listneing to Hanson now. Maybe crying. Or perhaps Full House reruns
I have this vague feeling that I was involved in a dance off with a homeless man?
I had the choice between 9 burritos and 1 girl...
And...?
I WANT TO JUMP IN TO A VOLCANO
I think I'm emotionally ready to start being a slut again. I'm excited.
im going to smoke a cigarette and reflect on my life choices
I have to lie to someone and move five gallons of fermenting alcohol across campus but after that i'll hit you up 4 sho
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