my mother just offered to pay for my fake id.
the way she shouted out instructions during sex made me feel like I was having sex with my gym teacher
were with a gay guy with a minnesota accent. think about how funny that sounds.
Just walk through the Honors dorm on a Saturday night. You'll feel better about yourself.
I think this baby is eyeing my beer
Next time we're there I want drunk pics of us trying to ride the stone lions downtown. Don't even attempt to fight me on this.
I just found our entire wall-to-wall from September 2006 printed out and clipped... it's 49 pages. Blackout me is so considerate of bored-at-work me
Is it related to planting your seed? Cause I don't know if you have studied the development of a tiny human, but that is some complicated shit.
Isn't everything in a man's life somehow related to him planting his seed?
It's like wanting to be a vampire vs being a vampire. You don't know the cock lust until it's infected you.
I watch one musical on Netflix, and the "Suggested for you" section is literally almost the entire gay movie category. I feel profiled, and netflixs' accuracy about my sexuality is both impressive and offensive.
we had a full conversation and he only brought up drugs twice. overall I'd call it a success
Like why am I even still facebook friends with a guy I let finger me at a concert?
Shes the whorey leader of that wolf pack, and all the less whorey wolves report back to her. She teaches them the ways
So how was it?
The cemetery or the sex?
He's a freak. Not like "freak in the bed" freak but like "eats glue in the weekends" freak.
Randomize
