walkin around the woods blazed, drawing pictures of trees and plants, i get a grade for this
I have so much shit FLYING through my head. They're all in magic carpets and everything
This year i'm grateful for nothing other than the discovery that the uncircumcized rumors about him were wrong
I'm pretty sure they had a hash wedding cake. I love college weddings.
Katelyn drunkenly ripped the soap dispenser off the wall so we decided to call it quits
if i ever get hit by a car or something and become paralyzed promise me youll still be here to hand feed me shots and light my bowls please
You aren't going to like my movie choice because it's a Disney movie, but I am cordially inviting you to the couch for blowjobs.
I fell into his fridge. I want to leave.
Jesus himself couldn't make a better sandwich
Can I just have sex with him and then never talk to him? I need him to be the Mr. Miyagi of my sex life.
We can't go back there. Ever. No context required, just know it's true.
You've seen the quality of dick pics I normally get. The bar is high.
Update: his apartment is apparently in the campus Christian community center. The fact that I fucked him on the couch in the lobby is officially my crowning life achievement.
I'll be perfectly honest; there are times other guys have consented to have sex with me because of my punctuation.
How is there a hawk inside this house? More importantly how the hell is he handling it without any gear?
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