i just rolled a joint on the giving tree. that book has given me so much.
he thinks im joking when i say don't visit. i mean it's summer...he was the college fuck and now it's time for the summer fuck
He's hungover and at the neighbour's garage sale negotiating a price for a tuba.
She grabbed both of our dicks in the pool then said repeatedly, "this is my dream, this is my dream,"
This is going to be the summer remembered forever as the giant 3 month long mushroom trip.
At this point the smell of shame has become my natural musk
He ate me out in the forest at that park we used to hit my bong in highschool again, somehow this isn't what I pictured being 25 would be like
Well my friend Jon slept on the couch and I slept next to my cooked lean pocket on the carpet
I'm about 95% it's a collapsed lung. Go big right?
I hate drunk me more than anyone else in this world
Let's play another riveting game of "Whose boxers are hanging on my fence?"
He put rainforest music on before we had sex I felt like I was in the Amazon
First of all she starred talking about God which immediately killed my buzz
My dick has been in way too much crazy the past 2+weeks, but hey it feels good to fuck consistently again
I want to conceive our bastard child on an athletic field. Why can't we make this happen?
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