Lets drop out of school and be professionally skinny and drunk
we had a 10 minute conversation with his family about how I don't let him eat me out. I want to go home
That bad?
Full length cargo pants, running shoes, and a partial unibrow. Alcohol really is blinding.
Woke up with string cheese braided into my hair- literally braided
Its like after 6 beers, the clap doesn't scare me anymore.
He's eating a cream cheese sandwich. He's obviously distressed.
I apologize in advance for attempting to drunkenly hookup with your sister
I told your dad we had a nice lunch and hung out for awhile. It seemed more appropriate than "I had a bite of his canned chili and then we ripped each others clothes off."
It's a never ending cycle of men I've fucked knowing other men I've fucked. I need a new town.
A nap. You broke your hand napping in Vegas.
I just can't even fathom the crazy and I work at a mental hospital.
I love when groups of boys part so I can walk through. It's like a red sea of penises, and I am their Moses.
I keep having dreams where I tie him up and eat cookies off of him while riding him. Wtf brain.
I thought I needed to get laid. Turns out I just needed pasta.
I don't want to inconvenience you with my dick\n\n
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