Bel-fucking-mar, this place has more popped collars than a Hollister catalog
So I'm at the Chevron by your house. I need a condom and a couch.
Together?
Preferably.
I just googled "buy xanax online". What is wrong with my life?
so was this before or after i puked down the ice luge?
I just used cruise control in a 25 zone. When will this hangover end???
she's drunk at 2 in the afternoon again. at least my mother is predictable.
you are not my drinking buddy, you are my drinking enemy.
You should have hard cock pics on hand to send in the situation that you can't stop driving, pull out your cock, browse the countless pics I've sent you of my tits, get him hard and text a pic through. I mean, it's simple sexting ettiquette.
Pretty sure my body is in shock, I shouldn't feel this ok after last nite.
This isn't just a hangover. I can feel the blood moving through my veins, and it hurts.
I remember us getting kicked out of the bar, but neither of us know why. We woke up next to chicken bones on a plate with spoons, and my car has mud all over it including places where feet shouldn't be, like the speakers on the car door.
She's on her period. You don't know what fear is.
That seems dangerous to buy acid from a stranger on craigslist
He thought I was gay. I had to explain I just really like wearing flannel.
i'm currently watching a guy eat a bunch of cacti and i have lost all faith in humanity
**cactuseses
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