with your own penis?
i don't remember her name, but i don't need it unless we decide to hook up again. but even then, i can get away with not knowing it for a while. it's not like we have actual conversations.
Actions speak louder than words. Her actions scream crazy.
I had a dream that I got a gift certificate to a lavish spa from my father. I think dream dad, along with real dad, think I'm gay.
We can talk tomorrow when we're both alert. My mind is somewhere else right now.
Where's it at?
In your pants.
I am fine. Katie thinkr i broke things pole dancing. I am coherant.
He didn't dress up but kept finding random pieces of costumes on the floor at each club. He was an 80s hair band warrior at the end of the night.
That's true. There's really no bad time to take a Vicodin.
It is the Reeses peanut butter cup of pharmaceuticals.
Pretty sure the purpose of joining wine clubs isn't to drink the 2 bottles they send you each month IN THE SAME NIGHT.
I'm standing at the bottom of the driveway w a sign that says plow me
I told this guy in the dining hall that he's a hippie god and he's never made eating yogurt so sexy
When the strippers start dancing to Christmas songs it's time to get the fuck out!
On another note- any interest in going to a gay bar to hit on 19yr olds?
Well. I mean as excuses for running late go, 'losing track of time in the bathhouse' has gotta be up there on the top ten.
I'm going to make a stack of pancakes and fuck it. Right now.
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