States back in the final four. Now our sunday night drinking has purpose. Sparty on baby.
wait one more day. tuesday is my official "i hit on you and/or we hooked up this weekend" friend request day.
the spit in my mouth is still 99% not mine.
we didnt even make it to the club...the two of us were sharing a plastc bag in the taxi puking into it.
Would you even take no as an answer? I have a feeling you see it more as a challenge.
My chest hair is, as we speak, arching upward to embrace my neck beard. The union will be a storied one.
She asked if I wanted to "Mormon Motorboat" her, which I guess is just motor-boating her through her cloths. Turns out I did.
most desperate stoner moment might have been when we filled the bong up with pond water
desperate times, desperate measures
My goal this weekend is to get a number that goes with the penis I take him.
Aspirations
my head feels like a yellow yolk spinning in a circle at the bottom of the bowl.. i may have a concussion, love auto correct
Idk man, most things I eat are even better than I expected. Like when I drunkenly put mac and cheese on a slice of cheese pizza or when I soberly put mac and cheese into a Taco Bell burrito.
But really, someone with a penis give me attention before I start posting nudes on Instagram.
I DIDN'T WATCH THE PILLSBURY DOUGH BOY PORN!!!!
she broke a 50 dollar bottle of alcohol. then passed out in front of her car and got sprayed by a skunk
IF THE SUNS NOT EVEN OUT THEN WHY IS HIS DICK OUT WTF
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