last week i woke up at this guys house...this week i woke up at his ex girlfriends
I've rolled joints bigger than that penis.
He told me he had herpes after I put his hotdog in my mouth
He must hate going to the bathroom. Every time he does he is reminded how small his dick is.
Either seal the deal or get out of the room, I don't want to hide in this closet anymore
I remember saying "sorry" to the blunt before throwing it out the window
It's like the last supper of drinking before the summer ends
All I can remember is being told by a guy named Kyle to stay in the corner until the cops left. Then waking up on a porch outlined in beer cans 8 blocks from my house. Pregaming for college.
Is this the girl that wrote "Poon Slayer" across my chest?!
holy shit i just had sex in a phone booth i so feel young again
too late I already started a fight with someone named luscious
I've decided to have sex with him one more time to make sure I don't like him
You don't feed me, fuck me, or fulfill me.
I woke up wearing nothing but my red thigh high socks and a blue wig. I have no idea what happened.
Do you ever just want to be mashed potatoes?
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