party is dying down. we just wrote whore in the yard with gas. Photos to come.
If i have to listen to his problems about his girlfriend, he should at least let me suck his cock.
I just had a flashback to last nights party, I'm pretty sure I told most of the people there that I post a masturbation schedule for an iCal download.
that was after you ironed the burrito. didn't leave much cheese on the ironing board though
If you were a real friend you would have told me you saw me in a porno despite how awkward of a convo it is. You act like I should always know when I'm being recorded.
I could have made money off of that but no you had to wait 2 years to drunkenly tell me this shit.
Fuck I keep finding new battle scars from our fight. Justin told me I stabbed you with a broom handle.. Do you remember ripping my pants off?
it's graduation. he's gonna get congratulations slash emotional i cant believe youre leaving me sex.
My bed smells like stale sex...I want it to smell like fresh sex, I miss you.
Nothing like an alcohol-fueled, 6-hour-long hunt for weed--complete with occasional breaks for sex.
I cried at the bouncer while saying I wished he was my father... They had no idea what to do with me.
She needs more friends. Or a second therapist.
Why is there a traffic cone in the shower? And did you wash it with my body wash? It smells nice.
He pulled out a red and green condom and then started humming "Here Comes Santa Claus." Happy holidays indeed.
That same damn squirrel keeps staring at me like I did something wrong. Nature knows when you're hung over.
please come back. it's turned into strip rock paper scissors
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