So how was last night?
Let's just say I danced with the devil
Huh?
I'm going to Hell for sure
Welcome to my life. currently drinking beer through two straws. easier/faster that way.
I'm doing lines by myself in the kitchen. I think your outside. yeah that's you. your naked.
we traced the origins of this shit fest of a relationship back to a single instance of road head. then we did a reinacment
if you need to find her look her up on www.imastupidslut.org
.org?
yeah. they're non profit. helps them sleep at night.
First memory of my senior year: Going into registration still drunk from last night.
My taste buds are fucked up, everything tastes like fire after last night.
Wait. You NEVER used a Dizzy Doodler pen as a vibrator?!?
I've had more jaegerbombs than I can count on 3 fingers
I didn't know where you were for like 15 minutes and then I went in the bathroom splashing water on the mirror and throwing hand towels around saying that you were "redecorating"
I'm not sure. But he has a pet sugar glider. So, points either way
As long as that's not his name for his dick.
I say I'm working from home on conference call days, but really I just mute the phone, put that shit on speaker so I can hear what's going on, and let Marcus fuck my brains out.
Business idea: assless chaps for toddlers. I'm high.
No, it's okay that he's on a date. I attach no more emotion to him than I do my vibrator.
you've already made the comitment to pee in public you should at least whip your dick out
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