After he finished I threw up my arms and shouted STEVE HOLT!
I really need to stop carrying a flask around with me in my backpack at school..
Aren't you in 8th grade?
9th, but that's not the point.
i just threw up in front of the washington monument. such a scenic puke.
it felt like a thousand fairies were licking my balls.
People are suprisingly accepting of someone doing a walk of shame in a toga...
Why do I feel like I'm not the only one drinking to make my night class teacher look better?
I slept face down in the dirt because I wanted to go camping?
I meant to tell you earlier: bad life decision saturday has been moved wednesday this week
I've got to admit, I'm a little hesitant about giving him road head. I've seen how he drives and I've seen how he acts when I give him head. A small part of me is saying this is going to end badly.
What can i say, i'm an artist. I think deep thoughts. In between the homoerotica and pterodactyl noises
I feel like I missed the land of milk and honey and instead wound up in the land of beer and pizza. And yet, I think I'm happier here.
And then I discovered that while drunk last night I called the NAACP and left an angry voicemail demanding they fix the racism at my school
All I can think about are the cheese it's on my desk at work this morning. Like are those apologetic cheese it's or does he seriously think he still has a shot..
Jesus christ. I put you on speaker when you called me last night and you told me to brush my teeth with a dick.
it was a hallmark card with butt plugs.
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