i was blowing him and "what if god was one of us" came on his playlist. I had to leave
I'm thinking we should try to start remembering stuff we do. Althought I kinda like feeling like Nancy Drew the next morning.
More like the Hardy Boys cause its kinda like a team effort.
I feel like I'm one of those people who someone looks at and thinks "how did she get into this college"
He passed out while I was riding him, and just when I was about to call it quits he opens his eyes and squeezes my boobs and goes Honk! Honk!
Got high and weighed everything in the house. My head is 16.2 pounds. Is that ok?
I have to think about this realistically and not with my vagina.
tell me there's a reason my bed smells like paint thinner
Getting stoned and sitting front row in a legal class.. Not my best idea
just really comprehended the fact that I'm getting high at the same place I used to play as a child. the nostalgia and thc is mixing together in one, intense wave. WHO HAVE I BECOME
the fact that you have a guy named the "i want you to tie me up and fuck me" guy speaks volumes about your life.
Rule 1: If any of us dies on a trip, the other two have to 'Weekend at Bernies' the shit outta that corpse...
The more I think about it, the more convinced I am that I'm the solution to all of T-Swift's guy problems.
He's being awfully beer snobby for a guy who ordered salad
it was cool until he whispered 'sounds like you need a good dicking' with a completely serious face and i just lost it
I just volunteered myself to get tazed this should get interesting
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