Sorry I totally forgot to text you back. When you texted me I was at work at the pharmacy and it was stupid busy. And then of course I had my 8 hour "shoot me b/c half of Loyola comes in to buy plan B" shift.
okay I'm thinking he doens't have a facebook...I'm on page 28 of Hunters
ok you need to stop NOW
I need to stop researching the drugs I do on Wikipedia. The parts about abuse and dependency hit too close to home
I just got over my period in 3 days...I believe that is god's way of saying "go fuck an amazingly attractive Italian boy on vacation"
You sent her a pic of your dick with 'guess what you cant have anymore' written on it with a marker.
I thought I would take a shower to wake me up but now I'm naked wet and stoned laying on my bed instead of just stoned laying on my bed
I feel like the only solution to this is to get naked and lay in the shower for a hour then see what my penis wants to do.
Weird we were more concerned with sharing our germs than tag teaming the blow job?
well that explains the french fry and ketchup packet rolled into the wasitband of my sweats. thank you drunk me.
don't worry i just saved a song to my personal usb drive to give to the dj at the bar. he's playing old school jlo whether he likes it or not.
Oh, and trying to figure out who wants to do Molly in a frat is like asking damn children if they want puppies and candy. So just bring as much as possible.
We tried to do sophisticated last night, but our low class kept shining through.
I almost got decked by a guy who looked like Mr. Clean. How was your night?
Oh BTW the next time I see you I don't care where we are your dick will be going into some part of my body.
He only has one ball. it was like fucking a cyclops.
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