I don't think he has that. His apartment was pretty much a tv and a bed. Topless girl calendar and a glass of water to put out cigarettes.
I think I've lost the thrill of being a slut. It's just that the newness has worn off, I think.
so, what part of "he's slept with a guy" do you not understand?
there is an extreme lack of margarita in my mouth.
Then you started asking people on the drunk bus if they knew the word "gumption". if they didn't you told them they weren't taking advantage of their high education opportunities and you were disappointed in them.
Like fighting the continuous urge to sing Neil diamond "coming to America" kinda fucked up right now
attractive or not, he has more than one book on serial killers. i'm gonna get out of here while i can
Dude the tree smoked with me. I planted the roach with it and smiled.
That sad moment when you flush your Molly down the toilet at the airport & watch your vacation slowly end..
THERE IS A WINE CUBE IN MY ASS THIS IS NOT GOING AS PLANNED
Dude. She came to my room in nothing but a trench coat. Took it off and said, "you like" in her Costa Rican accent. God I love college.
I wanna die. I can't recall the last time I was happy that doesn't involve your hand touching my butt.
I have got to move on from this "sleeping with every drug dealer I meet" phase.
I knew I was in for a long night after I filled the empty pinata carcass with beer, bit off the top of one of it's legs and used it as a beer bong.
Mike fell asleep with his hand down my pants. I'm clearly an enticing person.
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