Note to self: never do anything I don't want to explain to a paramedic
were lost, were cold and we don't know what to do with the stray cat we found.
I feel more comfortable going down on her then actually kissing her.
That was a $3000 rug we rolled him down the hill in.
A shower wasnt enough to wash off the shame but at least it took care off the blood.
I'm doing lines by myself in the kitchen. I think your outside. yeah that's you. your naked.
We need to pull ourselves out of this slump. We need dick and lots of it. We are going to fuck our way to happiness.
The floor and the wall just switched. I'm falling.
I guess I've just seen a lot of penises since then
I ate shit on a rock, and when I got up this car full of people asked me if I was okay, and I just sprinted away screaming "I am a banana!"
He called himself Jesus all night but I'm not sure if that's his real name or not
I swear to God, if you have sex in my bed one more time you're gonna start paying rent
so let me get this straight... she's showing a cameltoe that can be seen from the space station and I'm NOT supposed to stare?
This is worse than naked and afraid. This is drunk and confused.
I feel like I don't show you my boobs enough. And you deserve to see them like all the time
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