Let me tell you a story about the rise and fall of my self esteem
I realized tonight the smell of my dirty pads remind me of my grandfather.
i love marijuana more then i could love a human baby.
This adderall has me convinced I'm an Econ major.
All I've consumed over the last couple days is Vanilla Coke, semen, and Coors. I don't think today will be any different.
Showerbowl immediately followed by pullups naked. I feel like fucking Tarzan
Last night was the first night with all of the roommates, and what started as a calm night of light drinking got out of hand. There's a girl on my couch wearing only a fanny pack.
tell your freshman friends. will trade sexual favors for swipes. ive got dinner tomorrow open and lunch on wed
I'm bringing vagina and cookies. You'll be fine.
My car smells like beer, you're here in spirit
Home-made laxative recipe: activia yogurt and tequila shots. Any ratio ought to work.
It's becoming clear to me that I am not sugar baby material. I don't think I could handle old balls long term.
After the bar we stopped to Meijer where I found myself singing little mermaid while rubbing a pack of hotdogs on my face..
I was totally going to fuck him and then his friend walked in brushing his teeth, whipped down his pants and started doing the windmill. Ultimate cock block
His ass is a ten, but his personality is a two. Which would average to a six if I didn't have to figure in apologizing to all and sundry. In short hard no. Get a new wingman.
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