I had a disgustingly explicit dream last night involving myself and lil wayne.
I wasn't fucked. I was just drunk, because i was still able to walk into the woods and masterbate.
i guess i called my mom last night. she wasnt nearly as impressed with what we did in the bathroom as i was
1. my parents still have sex. 2. being a screamer runs in the family. 3. so much so that i can tell what number of orgasms she's on. 4.so looks like i'm stuck outside a while
halloween is the only time that anne boleyn, the joker, a cowgirl, and a mexican man complete with sombrero and poncho can all hit the same blunt
Those were the days I had no morals... Dark times.
Shall we take a trip back?
Alls I remember is making out with that chick.
Nope that was a dude
Just got gas in my car for the first time while high. Went better than expected.
Two options. One, you listen while I freak out. Two, we have mediocre to awesome car sex and don't talk. Either way, I'll be there by 7
His grandpa picked him up. Brought him to the house. And made him clean the puke off the driveway with a broom and a bucket of water.
I don't think that calm, have their shit together people actually exist.
There's hope in those eyes, for a better tomorrow or more cocaine, we may never know, but there's hope.
I almost just opened my door to get my pizza butt ass naked
I've realized that drinking at your apartment alone on a Tuesday probably isn't a good thing.
ever feel bored AND lazy?
I call it "awake" but yeah...
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