Just so you know, the bottle of red gatorade is NOT GATORADE. It is definitely someone's puke. I hope nobody else makes the same mistake I did.
no jill really. Evrything around me is talking to me. The plant, my dog, the tv,the lamp. Its amazing.
I don't appreciate the fact that you tagged me as a giant bucket Miracle Whip.
I've been very busy/drunk lately... Sorry.
You hopped on the counter after puking, and told us you were wearing bare feet and didn't want to be alone.
We smoked speed and opium for the first time. ended up harvesting cucumbers with locals at 9am in a farmers field. Laos is fuckin crazy.
Tequila is gods way of telling you don't fuck with tequila
You leaned over to me in the elevator and whispered "how long do I have to pretend to be sober?"
I just want a relatively mentally stable guy with tattoos and facial hair that loves Captain America as much as I do and will fuck me the way I deserve to be fucked, is that too much to ask for?
He told me that he wants to fuck me only wearing a princess tiara...How could I possibly say no to that?
Sex and compliments. The way to my heart
I'm not sure of this happened or if it was just a dream... But I vividly remember you walking down the street naked?
No actually I had socks on...
Dad hid the hash somewhere in my room and wont tell me where it is until i clean it. My room is spotless. The hash was on the ceiling fan...
Aww you are cute. With your penis. And failures.
I just split a tacobell party box with my boss. 12 tacos. We were equals for a moment.
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