i freaking love being in a circle of guys. if i fart none of them suspect me.
Cleveland boys shit in their own pumpkins in their own living room. Got pictures to prove it.
i woke up, turned over, and noticed an assortment of knives stuck in my wall. i should prob stop drinking
It's almost summer. We need to start reconnecting with our home drug dealers.
Almost thought it was a good idea to call his parents to thank them for having a son with an awesome dick. That high.
At some point last night was I riding a garbage can.. Things are starting to come back to me
I don't think we should have started that trash fire
Three things I need a picture of: your friend, your bong, and your dick.
She pulled out a handful of chest hair. And then gave the room a Brave Heartesque speech.
i get drunk faster, i spend less money on food, and i'm losing a shit ton of weight. depression and its pills are doing wonders for me
I don't remember because I was drunk out of my mind, but I have it on good authority that weed cinnamon buns at 3 in the morning with chocolate milk are better than sex.
I tried to talk to him, but he didn't recognize me at first. I had to show him the top of my head and then he remembered.
Was there a condom involved? Because he was saying he wanted a kid. Repeatedly.
also I can check "jump into a moving car" off my bucket list if that tells you how tonight is going
I've never had sex that lasts this long though. It's ridiculous. I feel like I need a Gatorade and a sweatband and a sub.
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