no, there's no challenge. I live a humble lifestyle out of virtue.
You wear Armani Exchange.
Balls are like the throw pillows of the penis
The bong broke. we're having a little funeral followed by an inaugeration service for the new one
I could feel myself puking on my feet but it was so warm i didnt even care.
using smirnoff bottles as a pillow actually isnt as uncomfortable as you would think
I would rather deep fry my own cock while it's still attached to me than have his life.
Apparently I've been blackout drunk doing abstract algebra on the floor
I woke up next to her boyfriend and she woke up next to mine....
This is like a fucked up game of musical chairs.
Itll be like a collage of penis. And not that abstract, one penis in a big painting contemporary shit. Collage....
I'm not sending you pictures to jack off to. That's not what friends do
She looks well worn, presumably from a cavalcade of penis.
He's like a father figure to me, except we have casual drunk sex every now and then
I'm debating a nap but also debating breaking into the liquor cabinet
All I've done today is nap, eat candy and get off from my vibrator. I didn't know it was possible to be THIS single.
"Being an adult" and "being happy" are two circles that do not overlap in my Venn diagram of life.
Randomize
