What you up to?
Having coffee. Getting eyefucked. Eyefucking.
Full throttle
Some guys are relationship guys. Not our niche.
i feel like im playing gay clue. i have to figure out where i am, who took me home, and what he put in me
I can't wait til my little brother reaches the point where puking doesn't mean we stop drinking
I just found 17 dollars of saltine crackers in my room. confused incredibly. suprised not at all.
I mean I had a leg brace. It would have been irresponsible for me to be on top.
I never thought I'd say this, but there is a life threatening amount of rumpleminz in our freezer
my dad just asked me if my booty call guy that comes over at 3am and leaves at 6 would like to stay for sunday brunch next week. you in?
well that explains the french fry and ketchup packet rolled into the wasitband of my sweats. thank you drunk me.
Wait, is this the kid that tried catching a bat in your backyard with a flashlight and a ball of tin foil?
I just need to repress my desire to share my impressive chugging abilities with the world and I won't black out so much
I don't listen when you talk. I just try to find new creative ways to get you to send me naked pictures.
I can feel your movements against the shared wall we are leaning up against. It makes me feel as though we are one. Queue Pocahontas song...
Just caught myself trying to make grilled cheese with the stove off. I think my dad knows I'm high.
There's not really an emoticon that says "I'm sorry I honked your boobs, and that you weren't a fan of that."
Sorry you uh had to see that last night. That's the problem with open fields, no privacy...
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