he whispered in my ear that he would be upstairs and i should come up. i stayed downstairs. he came back down and repeated to whisper in my ear. this happened about 5 times until he passed out.
Thursdays are my worst days
but now we sippin champagne when we thirstay?
hearing that almost makes me feel good about peeing on the coffee table
I couldn't walk, so he carried me all the way home; and then I told him that I wasn't drunk enough to fuck him. Poor kid.
No matter what you may say to me. You will still be the guy that managed to get his own cum in his hair.
It's just like riding a horse. A very tall, gay horse.
I think he's on the stoner protein diet. I just saw him, at 3 am, spreading mayo on a slice of deli ham and sprinkling salt on top.
I just picked up my chili cheese fries off the ground ate them, and then licked up the cheese that was still on the concrete. Thank you Jagerbombs
Saturday at 4 is jello wrestling sponsored by the senior class council. That's why my school is awesome. Boom.
My feelings are currently in a sea of vodka and "I don't give a shit"
Aren't they always?
I just masturbated to a Jock Jams cd. What have you done today?
His search history includes homemade sex toys and a plunger. I'm scared about what goes on in their place.
If they weren't representing Obama and the White House, they definitely would've punched me in the face.
No padding. I spent my whole summer with my nips out. October don't need that too.
I have better things to do with my life than be faithful.
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