i had a dream last night that you and i organized a foursome. swear to god
ps i'll be in miami in early july. this text has no relation to the last one
Every time you buy a sobe you buy a bong.
he calls his bong barack obonga, commander in kief. i found where i belong.
we're going to dress like we're asking for it, because we are
I'm this close to masturbating to his profile pics from 2006
I sang Jenna happy bday in the middle of throw up hurls
I am trying to think of a way to tell him about thanksgiving and the following weekend in a way that makes me sound funny and exciting and not like an alcoholic
You're fine
I'm hiding in my chest because my walls smell weird. I'm not fine.
An hour is enough time for me to get drunk and win a dry hump marathon so I hope you have somewhat similar or better goals
Please tell me you're not home alone watching Glitter.
Can you see in?
You put on a bike helmet, yelled "doesn't matter fuck it" then punched a stick the fire
She got up, grabbed me a box of gushers told me to start eating, and immediately gave me the best head I've ever gotten.
Last night was fun but it wasn't right. I will say that our lives intersected for a brief and intense moment and we will just leave it there.
got the runs at the club last night. wondering when it'll be safe to show my face again.
I need some buff guys to cuddle me and call me precious
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