Good luck man
I dont need it. Shes easy.
I'm actually pretty neutral about a lot of things. I'm like Switzerland with a penis.
He just kept muttering to himself "stabby stabby stabby stabby" while we were boning. I will never be boning him again.
Just finished texting the 27th male name in my phone that i don't recognize. none of them were the hott kid i made out with last night. the search continues.
Someone apparently named 'eleaw' just text me asking if I had fun last night.
Blood. All over. Pre coke adventure needs to slow down unless I'm involved
I just had someone I don't even know on Facebook message me saying it seems like I drink too much and should slow down.
Your doorknob is in my back seat, in case you were looking for it.
You act like pregaming preseason hockey is a crime. Come on man, get fucked up and watch pucks. It rhymes so well it has to go together. DOS EQUIS Y DEVILS!
After he finished he sang his college fight song like it was some victory
My gut feeling that we had reached a new level of intimacy last night was confirmed early this morning when you sleep farted on penis.
The bartender had to walk me home last night. New high or new low?
ROB LOWE. SO BEAUTIFUL. SO DOUCHEY. SO HARD TO SPELL HIS NAME WHEN DRUNK.
I can't control his boners. I can only encourage them.
Well, I'll handle this like I always do. Black the fuck out, make out with randoms, give out my number like candy. You know. Standard operating procedure
Randomize
