I asked about his 3 inch scar on his chest. It's from when he had to castrate a bull on the estancia. Apparently this is how good bull meat is made.
Because the last time i saw or spoke to him he came all over me in a hammock.
I found the perfect eye liner, it passed the blow job test, no smudging!!
It finally happened. My conscience stopped working. I've never felt so free
its 4am and she invited me over to split a 'romantic bowl of frosted flakes'...really dude?...what do you think she's trying to say?...she better not be kidding about the frosted flakes though.
It's a lightpost hitting you in the head. Of course it's going to hurt the day after.
You remember the guy that busted in waving a tazer at everyone yelling "get the fuck outta my crib"?
yeah you don't forget that shit easily
We ended up crawling out from our hiding spot and playing pool with him once he calmed down. His name is Marcus. I got his email.
Last time I went to flagstaff I threw up in my beard. I would very much like to recreate that moment.
Dancing naked to Celine dion - im alive. No better way to start the day
If you're mature enough to fuck him you're mature enough to tell him you don't want a relationship come on
On my way to get pizza I followed a dog into Salvation Army where I was just hired
I'm pretty sure I imagined the dog... They still hired me
So Bodhi just sent me a pic of someone's balls with a message that says "I hope you all have a ballin' night." I don't even know what level of friendship to call this anymore.
Oh my god.
The ballsiest level.
My roommates call me "Queen of the Skanks" I guess that means I've had a successful first month of college.
He fed us edamame like baby birds. Slowly all coming back to me.
I'm going to start using the hurricane naming system for my hangovers. Hangover Agatha is a real bitch today.
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