I am currently prioritizing my hw by splitting into things i can and things i cant do drunk. Oh college
lets put it this way..we'd win on tool academy
Just ate applesauce I laced with percocets for dinner. I'm pretty sure my grandmother does the same thing.
She just looked at him and said "I'm gonna fuck that" and it totally worked.
I dunno. Last time I went there I had got sexually propositioned by a Belgian prince.
I wouldn't be surprised. You and I have basically synced up our brain chemistry by doing drugs together in the same way that two girls would sync their menstrual cycles by sharing a house.
All I remember is folk music and a lot of drugs. I am never going "on an adventure" with you again
I'm going to assume that "the army of generous folk dancers" is no longer a goal you are willing to fulfill
I seriously want to say to him "Do you know how many blow jobs you could have gotten this summer?"
It was the hardest I ever came in my life and once I could see straight again I just looked at him and said "cool"
I think there is a legit party going on the place we thought was AA
My stuff that was at your place last night smells like doughnuts. I'm not even mad.
Just saw a rice crispy commercial and got emotional. I need to go home.
His penis is the only thing worth pursuing but all the baggage attached isn't.
may or may not have entered into a gay civil rights discussion with 6 year olds. Hint: I did.
after we fucked i left the room and when i came back he was patting his dick whispering "prouda you lil guy...prouda you"
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