My therapist says she wants to work on my 'trust issues'. I think she's found the cash cow within.
It's just like riding a horse. A very tall, gay horse.
I was trying to make tacos and friends but there was a major language barrier.
I want to be done crawling through windows but the sex is too good to stop...but I'm running out of excuses for where the bruises on my legs are coming from.
Hm, finding a time when my drinking and your real life don't conflict could be difficult
Yeah I said my new jacket was waterproof, not puke through your nose proof.
You should really trust me on this one. "hit it and quit it" might not be the best career move on your part...
threw up outside of the dorms in the parking lot in the pouring rain on the first day of class, i'd say summer is off to a good start.
Im gonna take a shit then figure out how to be better at basketball
I think one of your friend's offered my friend chicken tenders back at his place...just FYI he should probably come up w/ another line
I'm not getting off this floor. I love this floor
Ugh, I should just give up, and fuck him in a parking lot, and shave my head and walk naked through the streets of King's Landing.
She just started crying. With my dick still inside her. Something about her grandpa.
Also either i just launched into space as a rocket or my legs just orgasmed, but i am high as a soul train
He was calculating the number of ceiling tiles when I was on top it was fucking rain man.
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