remember them days when you seriously wanted your mom to marry rev run and we would always talk shit about justine?
joeyyyy why you always taken cheeseburgers from me?!?!?!
you were carrying a trash bag around insisting it was your purse. I'll let you guess how your night went
I am way too high for this. Some guy just keeps talking about music and life goals and he apparently has lived in every city we mention we are going
He decided not to draw dicks on my face when I passed out because he was afraid I'd retaliate and superglue his dick to his stomach....he knows me too well.
The bartender gave me the kids toys. Paddle ball & a gecko.
Dude she has starbursts in her sports bra. I feel like this is counter productive.
He just asked me if I'd be interested in couples therapy. Fuck my life.
He came for an unexpected visit and let's just say I shattered his illusion that girls don't watch porn
you ever just feel like an organ is failing?
He walked in wearing nothing but a WWF belt and yelled "THE CHAMP... IS... HEEERE!!!"
How's Vegas?
Woke up with a sculpture of my own head. Been trying to find Ashley for two days. so pretty not too bad.
WE ARE DOOMED.
And not the good kind of doomed. Assuming there is one.
it isn't the robot apocalypse that's for sure
he was wearing a pyjama shirt under a dress shirt under a hoodie under a robe under a rain poncho the man was prepared for anything
after we fucked i left the room and when i came back he was patting his dick whispering "prouda you lil guy...prouda you"
The weekend was a blur. There was vodka and penises and orgasms. I played a game of Cock Roulette and won big
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