what ever happened to devon sawa?
fuck...who knows?
i'm really worried about him.
Can one do a walk of shame from one's own hotel? Considering I just barfed in a planter down town in from of a bunch of business men in suits on my way to a work breakfast on a Wednesday morning, I am gonna just go with yes.
i don't think my life will be extraordinarily more meaningful if i let him put his tongue in my butthole.
stripped for him at 3am on my childhood playground and used the swing set as a pole.
I'm puking to John Mayor, save me. Or at least change it to somethong beyyt
Just hooked up with the fireman who put out the quesadilla fiasco last tuesday.
Just in case you were wondering I sent you a text at 4:37 in the morning because I woke up on the side of the highway at that time
RA chick in a Christmas onsie chased us up 5 flights of stairs. I need to stop violating guest policy
There is a pile of hair outside the apartment next door. At least now I know what all that shouting was about last night.
Just got a Snapchat of his dick with the caption 'We miss you.'
That's true love, there.
I call him Seabiscuit because he's my trusty steed
Also we had sex while listening to fleetwood Mac on vinyl. Like the 70s called and told me to fuck off
Everything is fine, it's not hung over in here at all\n\n*Narrator* *but in fact everything was not fine*
burned my penis with a sauteed onion again.
I don't care that he's really strong. I need him to make me cum not fix my back problems
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