so we'll all just be running around naked, basically. and high.
You need to come get me. I'm pretty sure that gravity's going to crush my brain
his profile picture is him throwing up "#1" hands after his lax championship next to his coach that i fucked....embarrasing for him, yet ironically beautiful for me.
Just picture a bunch of Abraham Lincolns having an orgy.
Reason 37 booty call break ups suck: I literally could not find his house in the daytime.
So our 'date' consisted of getting drunk off champagne at four and photo-bombing the shit out of tourist's pictures all over the city. Thoughts?
You went down on Rachel in front me last night. Worst. Brother. Ever.
There is a mobile STD testing unit set up at my place of employment. In the lunchroom. I may need to reevaluate my career choices. And my lunch plans.
Woke up the day after the party with a bruise on my stomach. Pretty sure my liver was trying to escape for fear of it's life.
sometimes it's just necessary to be your own gyno when you're too afraid to tell your mom about your real life
The owner was showing me around and pointed at one of the bars and said "this is the one you're allowed to dance on. I could tell you wanted to ask." DREAM JOB.
I love when groups of boys part so I can walk through. It's like a red sea of penises, and I am their Moses.
He said he loves me but he haven't eaten me out yet. So I don't think he means it.
If I had any lingering questions about my sexuality, the strip club tonight verified I'm 100% gay
DON NOT, UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES WATCH CLOWN PORN.
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