this is amy. the small petlike person from the womens bathroom at the reef.
Who was that guy you went home with?
Hang on, I'm trying to ask his name right now.
he is literally lying on the floor eating cookies. doing nothing. and as i was hitting him he needed to protect the cookies more than himself.
im about 40 per cent sure i invited the bouncer to our pajama party next weekend...
theres pictures of him knuckle deep in her, both of them thumbs up and cheesin. someone should take her kid away
THAT IS NOT SOMETHING YOU TELL SOMEBODY THE FIRST TIME YOU MEET THEM IN THE DARK.
we should look into getting a golf cart for the weekend. i have a feeling legs wont be a sufficient source of transportation.
Meh. People are people bro. All of us are hairless psychotic apes. Happy 420.
No, that was the night I helicoptered my dick to oncoming traffic. Im talking about the night I ran naked down the street.
Oh and I'm kind of in the library.
Waiting for the foreign guy who keeps staring to make his creepy move.
I got asked to "be the filling in a man sandwich." You don't get to pick the club again. EVER.
Also what’s the official rule on washing one guy’s jizz off my back before I go out with another guy? That I should?
Im blaming it on six shots of Jack, loneliness and a chemical imbalance. That's the best I can think of...
It's a Saturday night and I am in bed with two cats, a bottle of Riesling, and I'm masturbating to Iron Man. I'm great at being 21.
My dad just invited me to smoke a blunt with him. Parent-child bonding at its finest (and highest).
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