Call it a failed empirical study as to whether drugs would make her more interesting. or at least better in bed.
let's put it this way: i'm gonna stop drinking and get a gym membership. she's that hot
I remember your 21st ending with me driving you home while you insisted making bicycle signals out the car window.
The heaters out again. Makin a fire in thebroke toilet for warmth.
Struggs. It's also 90 degrees out but I'm not sure I can feel heat or cold any more. Too hungover.
laying naked on couch sucking water through straw. i can still feel the orgasm from last night. thank you mdma.
My mom just called me to tell me that i dont have chlamydia. Awkward.
being pregnant is like rehab
Until you find your self finger banging supergirl in the middle of the dance floor while her friends are passing around for luigi mustache for a photo op, YOU HAVE NOT HIT MY LEVEL
The nausea has returned and I can't handle such things to exit my body so violently
I woke up without my clothes on covered up with a towel on the floor because for some reason I took a bath in my clothes at 2am.
She forgot a bra so she just used seran wrap. The scary thing is, it worked.
She was wearing American flag underwear. How could I NOT fuck her?
You're a true patriot.
still can't believe dude took a personal call while he was balls deep in my mouth.
You're now part of the minority of friends who haven't seen my boobs.
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