We discussed how the marijuana was making the dopamine float around our nucleus accumbens last night when we were high. Yet another example of how our science classes are perverting our good times.
I answered the my mom's phone call about what we're doing for father's day while he was still fucking me. She thought I seemed really excited about his hiking boots present.
We can't all go after the girl with the low self-esteem
At the time, making out with dudes for keg money seemed like a genius idea. Now I realize it was borderline prostitution.
2nd semester senior, always drunk. at this point if i don't get a good parking spot, i turn around and drive home
TOMORROW NIGHT CAN I HOLD YOU LIKE A BABY
we're driving around with this really dirty (unclean and inappropriate) 60 year old ex-san quintin con named old skool d that my brother knows and hes bringing us to get weed. what is montana?
I hate him and his pretentious your-sleeping-in-the-wet-spot look.
It's called the eyeliner-blowjob correlation, read a science book bro
He was my shower sex Sherpa last night. And we both made it safely up the mountain.
When he texted me, I got a little wet. Until he asked me to get Jimmy Johns before I got to his house.
You need to be full form and virile tomorrow so I can live vicariously through your rub and tug.
So, settle a debate for my housemates. Have you measured your dick. And how long. Results Will not be disclosed
That's not a current picture, because if you look deep enough into my eyes you can still see morals. Not these days.
I'm a fuck boy trapped in a single mom's body.
Randomize
