At Bonnaroo. Just saw a couple emerge from a port-a-potty. Romantic?
I don't think he has that. His apartment was pretty much a tv and a bed. Topless girl calendar and a glass of water to put out cigarettes.
i used the pictures of vaginas in your biology book to jack off.
Wait, we're on the hunt for addys and explosives. They're both in this house somewhere.
sorry I didn't call you. I had your number saved as "girl that offered bj but didn't follow thru".
omg. don't know how to spell his name, but hot new zealand guy's dick is magic
i looked up his schedule, waited outside his classroom, and handed him the receipt for plan b
The fish's death was accidental. We all said a few words at his funeral. Roomie wanted to play only the good die young as he swirled down the toilet bowl
At least I know she didn't hear me crawl to my room. Or did I walk on my hands? Fuck if I know.
I drink way too much to have a type. Last weekend I picked up a guy who calls me "baby girl"
S.O.S. he's talking about horses and breast feeding.
Idk. I was speaking metaphorically. Go for it. As one of your bad decisions, I feel confident in saying you've done worse.
Dude. I tried to hide my drunk wounds from my parents. Response: "we were young once" and "oh god, did I raise a drunk?"
You are beyond drunk wounds. You have drunk battle scars. A true veteran of the sidewalk
yeah true but how easily can you rip a scrotum
Steven and I talked about running for office again today. It's fucked that my 3 dream jobs are marijuana bakery owner, bar owner, and president.
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