It's like sexual therapy. We hooked up. And now were talking about our recent breakups.
Emoooo
So you honestly dont remember putting honey in your bong? You kept talking about how you wanted to become a bee and fly
You sent her a pic of your dick with 'guess what you cant have anymore' written on it with a marker.
Judging by my dry clothes and wet sheets, I think I might have gotten out of bed, pissed ON it, covered it up, and passed out on top of it
I totally just potholed and almost crashed while trying to lick salsa off my boob.
What can I say, I'm a giver.
Smoking up the homeless at 3am does not make you a humanitarian.
All I want is for every tall lanky young guy who is reading in a Starbucks to go balls deep in me. That's all.
Who is Katie and why do we have her birthday cake?
But you've got to admit , for how blackout I was I look fucking unreal in those pictures
I think the universe has a conglomeration of sentences reserved only for me.
I wanna say I regret bonging a beer while having sex with Mike, but it helped me get thru it.
I WOLD FCUK YUO INTOO THE MOON
THE MOOOOOOOON
Dealing with people is so much easier after you've had an orgasm or 4.
There are two guys here arguing over Pearl jam and Nirvana. 1991 wants its argument back.
He has a syndrome called asshole. And it flares up 24/7.
Randomize