So pretty much, I was trying to piece last night together and remembered a point where I was pointing to you heart then touching your face. I'm not sure that I ever translated that to "I like your personality better than your looks" but that's what I meant
she told me that she was curious about how cum tasted. of course i left you.
this guy had a colored tattoo of Chucky on his leg, whatever drugs he does, i want them
It was as if you forgot how to speak normally. All of your words came out either backwards or in song form
It sounds like heaven mixed with world peace and orgasms. The acoustics in this car are awesome. Or it's the weed idk either way it's great
Theres either a bag of coke in my pocket or a bag of anthrax, either way last night got way to serious
Whiskey and an unstable home life is apparently the fountain that 20-something boys like to drink from.
Here's the thing, you got road head in two different cars tonight. You feel lucky yet?
Just got a blowjob from a coed in exchange for saving her an iPhone 5 when I get them in stock. Sometimes it's awesome to be a Verizon employee.
After he finished he sang his college fight song like it was some victory
The whole bar erupted and in happiness and confusion as I went on about pancakes.
I don't want to just break his heart, I want to dip it in liquid nitrogen and then smash it until it's powder and snort the powder
"fuck it, let's do moonshine" shouldn't be in ANYONE'S vocabulary.
You handed me your heels and said, "barefoot running is all the rage." Then you proceeded to run home.
She started crying, nearly punched a guy, started smoking multiple cigarets backwards and broke the slide on her bong. Why do I always end up babysitting the crazy ones?
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