i'm writing my speech about my 4th grade backstreet boy concert experience. that sums up how seriously i take my life.
he used a semicolon in his bootycall text, of course he's not gonna go down on me.
sorry about calling you the devil all night.
Imagine a baby lion feeding on an injured gazelle and it tasting fresh blood for the first time. That's me and this breakfast sammich
Totally forgot this... How weird was it when they were licking our faces
don't forget friday is see who can get the most free drinks at the gay bar contest. winner gets $50
No. I think its because I really and truly know that he is a moron and his future prospects are zoo animals.
I just smoked weed out of a baked potato.
You rock my world.
Thanks for setting a pic of your balls as my desktop background. You'll find you're cc'ed on the mass email of it.
OUR DIABOLICAL SLUT PLAN HATH COMMENCED!
We made a pact to go to the nursing home together... that way we could stay high till the bitter end. Do you not remember?
I told my dad that he was in a band and he was all like " good job" and then he looked up the band and listened to their music and just went " oh have you disappointed me"
He took my Spanx off and still fucked me twice. I call that success.
Anytime he goes down on me i automatically think of you cheering me on. Your a good friend.
All I remember thinking is, why the fuck are there martians on the ceiling? And they were riding fruit. Like strawberries and shit.
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