So, I woke up to an empty bottle of scotch and a dead car. The last thing I remember are the strippers being mad at me. Awesome night.
Feels good to be wearing underwear again though...
im about as happy as oj after his trial
i am high, trapped with a bunch of skaters and asians watching a cat on lsd on youtube, the girl on the couch next to me is getting fingered, and there is lady gaga playing. god has forgetten about me
Ok so the guy below me is either having sex very loudly or is very lonely
He moved away. I mourned his dick all of Sunday. I feel a little better now.
What's he like?
The usual. Sarcastic, dark, full of fucked up emotional problems that result in fantastic sexual prowess.
He doesn't fuck you and he's married, why do you keep letting him cum all over your stomach?
In the hopes he'll just put it in one day?
I think off duty cops drove me home. I may have been hitchhiking
Glow parties are what I live for
Your priorities in life astound me
I just saw a douchebag with frosted tips & a LaCoste polo with popped collar driving a Call of Duty edition Jeep. It was a cavalcade of stereotypes.
This guy keeps going off in the metal detector. When is it appropriate for me to punch him in the throat just in case?
Well, when you bump into your parents at a swingers meetup, it's time to change cities
Me and you. The most fucked up people on the planet drinking together. Hell yeah
His parents bailed him out, the police said they found him on a curb trying to call people on his wallet, hahha. He had his wallet open to his ear callin people
ya well i woke up to my roommate spraying me with windex...
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