Come home. Power Hour by yourself is only fun for the first 10 minutes.
we talked for like an hour, i feel like we really bonded. i mean i was simultaneously giving him head but you get the point.
i'm drunk and confused. there might be a 4 year old here.
on the way home I asked you what exit we get off at and your answer was "just like the goldfish"
I remember nothing of last night, but I did manage to figure out which frats I went to by the trails of straw across campus.
Morning yack off the fire escape. Girl walking by was mortified. Gooooooooo Ducks!!
I want to be you.
We fed him just...so many bright colored crayons when he was blacked out. I hope he looks at his shits because this could be all for nothing
I just moved 6 traffic cones blocking a row of traffic. I got applause.
tonights mission is daddy issue patrol - we wear old spice and drink gin martinis and see who reacts.
my mom just told me I should hit it and quit apparently she does not like this new girl
But seriously. What possible excuse could I come up with to ditch my parents on Christmas to go fuck him?
2015 is a year for health and mental stability and alas we are not yet there so yolo
Quick, I need a picture of your dick. Don't ask questions, just show me your genitals.
I'm not even 100% sure what it is, but if it involves Thor and Doritos, I'm in
he came over last night and we fucked with the great british baking show on in the background. it was beautiful
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