so I'm never txting u again after today...
y?
cuz i don't wanna see it on blogspot :)
ha...too late
I'm outside your house...sorry I feel like I don't need formal invites anymore.
I'm afraid my bank account can't handle syllabus week.
she asked if mt Rushmore was natural or man made
they shut off the water. shaving my legs with soda. that desperate.
It was worse than when we pepper-sprayed my dick. I feel mislead.
I'm taking her home. She just told a 90 yo woman in a packers hat to "suck her cock".
I feel eeeverything like there's a rhythm and everything can be felt w/o ever touching it. And it's beautiful. Sunshine or raindrops it's like orgasming. Everything has a taste.
These margaritas aren't just going to regret themselves.
At what point did you actually think that you could throw knives safely?
eta to your mouth 5 minutes
You did that scary laugh you always do when you're blacking out except she's never heard it before and though you were choking and screamed at all of us when we didn't call an ambulance
no dude free pina colada`s taste like what I would expect my penis to taste like except gay-er.
The gay is strong with you! You're more concerned about my outfit than my safety.
Sometimes the gods of alcohol choose to take you on a mysterious journey and you just have to go with it
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