I am in a vortex of obligation.
America approved of our night. A bald eagle flew over us at 7am
either i blacked out mid-sex but remember the beginning and end, or he really only lasted a couple of minutes
he passed out at 11 at a party. he deserved to be stripped down an duct taped to the floor
You cleaned out the gashes in your leg from hopping that fence with that whipped cream vodka, didnt you?
she just punched a dude and called him a peasant for not drinking fast enough in flip cup.
Well girls crying gets you hard so you're not really a good standard to me
I can feel my liver begging me to stop.
I really have a thing for Greek chicks; I feel like while we are having sex she has the ability to make hummus which is just too appealing for me to pass up.
Oh we were great hosts that night. We made sure to leave all the beds open by passing out on the bathroom floors instead.
It was bitter sweet because I woke him up with sex but then I peed in his bed with him in it
I made out with that lesbian chick for a blunt. NO REGRETS.
Today has been hell. Also I saw a dead man's penis. It's safe to say I will be getting very drunk tonight.
I have had flashes of 69ing, a strawberry flavored condom and begging him to sleep naked.
"They won't do it. I'm in the middle of darkness. " and "Probably going to die. I've been walking for 50 minutes in one direction" are the last texts I got from Steve
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