I have one brief flash of having his dick in my hand. that's all I remember.
She was raised with a wonderful home life. I can't do anything with that.
i just opened a seperate checking account to keep track of how much i make and spend on our keggers
GET THE DICK OUT OF YOUR MOUTH AND CHECK FACEBOOK.
all he has to do is look at me on new years and hes getting laid. thats how hot he is
he built a boat made of joints. holyyy shit
When the question of, do you know who's ass has been on the cake you are eating is said... Good or bad party?
Invite that kid who wants to become a priest. I WANT ON.
PS- My flight is being emergency landed bc someone smuggled cats on the plane.
So this is my life now? Laying in bed texting about Hulk penis?
We're listening to drake in the middle of the woods and smoking two joints at once...my life is complete.
Ahh yes. I lost my pants and swimming suit and phone charger. And I've found out who has them all even while hungover. Successful day. Nice party too.
Not this time. I'm drinking in my sweatpants which means I've given up for the day and shouldn't be in public.
Step one: We finally agreed on an au pair that we both wanna fuck.
I forgot to bring soap and all I could find here was body wash. It's like bathing with laundry detergent.
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