TYLER... glimpse of last night: leather chaps, guacamole dip, a jump rope, spray paint, and rhinestone studded pajamas.
i think you have the wrong number... but your story sounds delightful.
I've rolled joints bigger than that penis.
It's 3am, i just got back from ht e bars and registered for classes larteeeeee. History of baseball at 8am? at least ill meet the only stragiht gusy at NYU!
like in an apt above a crackhead. A LEGIT CRACKHEAD. he woke me up every morning this week asking me if I wanted to buy a mini fridge and some CDs. at 5 am. EVERY DAY.
Remember the time we were in the hospital and I wanted to steel the arm restraints and use them as sex toys?? Oh college memories....
I tried to sit on a barstool last night...it was an open trashcan.
Fun new game when high: sorting socks. Took forever. Was awesome.
The realization of how permanent those tattoos really were set in this morning... I am SO sorry.
At our floor meeting the RA was talking about bathroom hygiene and I really wanted to be like "what about shower sex."
Valid question
I can't wait till we are old and wrinkly and I can turn to you and ask, "Remember when you Rick Jamesed the shit out of that couch??"
I couldn't drown my sorrows in an ocean of jack daniels. They may have scuba gear.
I would have publicly shamed him but I'm pretty sure his tramp stamp did that on its own...
Last night apparently I said "I need a break" and then I just passed the fuck out for 3 hours
My vagina: 1 Male stubborness: 0
My little brother came home while I was sitting there icing my vagina with a bag of peas. Asshole looks at me, high fives Ryan, then leaves.
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