For real. Like, if I ever had to choose a last meal, I would just choose to get high and eat whatever was around.
it's like i can feel the ghost of his dick still inside me
Your kinda stuck between a rock and his hard dick on this one..
At victory brunch. Have a decent story. Im now eskimo brother with the duke mens basketball teams from 2002 to 2008 and obamas right hand man
And then. You beer bonged 3 tall boys. In a row. Fell into some kids lap. And pulled down my shirt trying to get up. Thank you for that. I got laid
I miss the good ol days when id just come home from school and thered be a costco size box of condoms on my bed.
my parents really loved me back then.
I also like to call Halloween "Mystery Fuck Day"
think he just told me if I need to shit I should go outside.
We've been walking through the woods for two hours, he just keeps taking pictures. At least we'll remember this tomorrow.
I've already dropped her on the ground of a crowded bar dancing , been incoherent drunk to the point i couldn't speak and came within 2 seconds all on separate evenings so at this point she should know what I'm about
Dude. I've been high for so many hours now that I'm just accepting this as my new reality.
Oh by "being festive" I mean make tacos for dinner.
There's something really beautiful about walk of shaming past the Capitol.
The last thing I remember is talking to the firefighter next to me and he was giving me fruit.
He’s only in town today and our afternoon sex sesh kept getting interrupted by the neighbor’s kid yelling and screaming in the pool
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