false alarm. still invincible.
my mom took me to a gay bar and went on and on about all her good times at clubs... i now know where i get it
we are currently watching a singalong porn...just thought you should know
I'll be a little late, "getting ready for the party" turned into "smoking a bowl and doing lines in my room for an hour and a half." But I'm on my way now. With coke. And weed.
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This is what happens when you live with someone you met on Grindr
Ahh good point. I got some interesting mental pics and I'm slowly entering a "fuck it, lets do weird shit" phase sexually, but you may have already figured that out since I've been fucking you sideways and upside down a lot lately.
Well he fell three stories from the balcony and still had the strength to fuck me for 2 hours.
My breasts were aching with rage.
No. Nooooo. No way. She looked like Amanda Bynes. The recent one not the one from All That.
I'm fucking blazing boy. 5hr weed sauce kicked in and my entire face feels like an 8ball of gold bond flying down a mountain of Fresh powder. Just gliding.
I put miralax in my rum/coke. Go hard or go home.
8 minutes into the New Year and and I've already sent a nude...new year, new me?
You probably shouldn't do that...but if you do take pictures
So I wake up to my ex girlfriends underwear hanging from the ceiling fan and the only thing i can think of is "what time is the game"
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