So guy #2, the dancer, is programmed into my phone under the name H.uy. His number- 11 digits. I should have stopped drinking.
so i woke up on my toliet naked backwards. good night.
currently walking past a fire hyrdrant with a hose already attatched.. this could be dangerous..
did u get his digits?
yes his name is chazbangbangbang according to my phone...
We need somewhere to take these girls. Otherwise it's a orgy in the Mazda.
nothing worse than walking out of class after 3 hours and having covered exactly zero information
walking out with herpes. that would be worse
Do to my newly discovered condition I'm having to resort to emergency beat sessions to avoid the temptation to text girls I know are easy slams.
this night may include but is not limited to : police encounters, wild animals, stomach pumping, and waking up in a field
Yeah well you try taking nice pictures while you have pizza crust lodged in your throat
It's Scottsdale, it shouldn't be this hard to find drugs.
I can't handle more than one dick at once. I become crazy. It's hard to be mellow and free spirited and polygamous at the same time.
you just don't appreciate it because you've never been arrested
I'm alone, 3 beers in, and cutting tshirts into belly tops.
just saw a kid waiting at the door of the stairs for the elevator. there is no elevator in this building. get on his level.
That married penis I’ve been riding offered to pay off my student loans. I was going to break it off because he has lousy stamina. Is being debt free worth putting up with mediocre sex?
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