A guy in a sombrero stopped to take a picture with me sitting on the curb.
I am only moving my arms so I remember that I can. These brownies are wild.
Sorry I didn't text you for coffee this morning...bad life decision Saturday sorta rolled into Monday...
no. it doesnt count as road head if youre parked
Im sleeping in your bed. Sorry for the sand and the noise and the loud people. Im starving
Your blankets are not drunk friendly
I think i morst likely have 95 %patulas for hands and probably i also went to eGypt with so manyfriends. We laids in the sarcaphoguses.
You sound pretty unsure about all of this.
Babe. You eat pussy like a god warrior sent from a galaxy far far away to destroy female genitalia with new realms of pleasure. That's how I know your not gay.
Ya I guess if we compared our actions now with our actions 2 years ago. We are definitely in a constant state of shit showness.
Good. We don't answer calls at dick thirty.
I asked if I could borrow some condoms. She referred to herself as "a soup kitchen for whores".
Fuck you and your widespread penis snapchat
I woke up covered in thousand island dressing. I need answers.
I still can't believe I was army crawling thru his backyard at 2am..
he's smothering me... and not in the good, can you move your thigh off my face please?.. way
I realize ur driving andwont read this til u stop, but I'm sleeping in the bed of the pickup. Please don't hit a deer.
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