There is only so much cookie dough and masturbating I can handle in one night.
No that's sign language, not a drinking game. I tried to join
Home safe. Psyche shattered. Still rolling. In love with the morrocan rug in the living room.
I vaguely remember you trying to make me a casserole with marshmallows and a can of beer.
Why yes actually, getting stoned and reading an AARP magazine IS totally where I wanted my night to end!
After my mom met Tanner, she literally turned and said "he's from old money, top of his class at Emory, already has doctors courting him for jobs and judging from your vocal performance the other night, he's gifted in bed. Fake a pregnancy right now"
I come from her. Holy hell.
We ended up at a lesbian bar and all my co-workers tried to get me laid. This is not how I envisioned coming out.
words I never want to hear dad say again: "Trevor you sexy man you"
You're like the fucking Mozart of sexting.
I wonder what dick looks like without astigmatism?
Is it too far to say to someone "you're useless for everything besides sex"
just found a joint on the street in downtown. smoked it with the hot guy from my chem class
WHAT IS UP WITH YOU SMOKING/ DRINKING THINGS OFF THE GROUND?
I watched one of the videos of you hanging from the rafters, and it is both violent and sexual in nature.
it's 1043 pm. still havent changed out of the shirt i wore last night so at this point i figure i'll go for twosies.
I'm seriously scared right now. Woke up next to 3 geese and a lot of feathers ..
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