So how was he last night?
Five-minute foot-long.
id fuck shawn from boy meets world only if we could name the baby topanga.
To put it in a frame of reference with which you're familiar, it was like making out with a golden retriever.
I'm still in shock that he came by my house for five minutes dropped off a Teddy bear and went to the strip club on valentines day
Text me if you also stopped reading harry potter in the 4th grade and wanna go to the bars tonight instead of the midnight premiere
So idk if it's because I'm working out again or the coke, but I hit my target weight today. Whaaaat uuuup. Come and get me thanksgiving.
Dude. The only thing that I use less than my dick is my tennis racket. We need to play.
Want to go home, so casually slip my underwear in his pocket. Never seen him grin so big and say goodbye to his friends.
I took so my adderall all I can do is lie on my floor and stare too hard at my hedgehog. He has 42 spines in the dark spot on his shoulder btw.
We got naked and peed in the garden. Something about bonding with our new house
The highlight of my night was when you proclaimed that the man standing next to you smelt like grape medicine...
It was at the same house, but a different party, when lesbians set me on fire. So there's that.
Ah, but I don't wear underwear. Every day is Commando Wednesday.
There aren't enough words in the English language to fully describe how worried I am for your dick. And the rest of you, I suppose.
3 cups of coffee and some molly. The "Tay's Day Off Diet"
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