I want to buy you liquor! I want to kiss your face.
Scared. last time someone tried to talk me into they said it tastes like tapioca and i projectiled onto a closed window
we didnt fuck last night. again. seriously, his place is like where dreams go to die.
O.A.R does not stand for Old Recycled Abortions.
I just got three quarters of the way there before I realized I was way too stoned for class so I bought a smoothie and walked home.
We must be getting old. All of our friends are having kids and they aren't illegitimate.
Haga you didnt jbsii whee wu an therer
Party on wayne
Don't feel bad sweetie, you're not the only classy one in town. I'm still driving around with that tupperware of tequila in my cup holder from last week's Margarita Monday.
Well I checked the bush outside his apartment building this morning, and he wasn't there... So I knew he was home.
Either that or he's gagged in a strangers trunk right now.
Well I suppose either way he's learning a pretty tough lesson right now.
As I was about to fuck him, he requested a moment of silence for Leonard Nimoy.
He will forever be known as the toe sucker who may or may not have been a father
Get your ass back to America. We've got a lot of drugs to do.
At the light, his mom pulled up next to us while I was giving him road head. He forgot to tell me she was meeting us at the movie. So long story short, I convinced her I drove myself, pick me up in 20.
Also, why does our bed smell like mayonnaise?
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