He's a collector of sorts
Any cool stuff?
You should see the collection of booggers in the carpet next to his desk
I wish his dick was as long as his hair.
drinking out of a sandbucket again
Help. All alone. Room is. Changing colors. Dance party 2010, but without dancing.
He started crying and showing me pictures of his ex. she was really pretty. It's an honor to have shared a penis with her.
So hungover. They actually hid easter eggs around me.
great idea involving lots of fake blood and face paint, call me tomorrow.
that freshman chick we always see on the weekends walked into art class wearing a jaegermeister shirt and holding a monster, which she proceeded to shotgun with a pair of scissors. It sickens me to know I will never achieve her level
I projectile vomited in his sisters room where the toiled would have been if it were the bathroom.
Me and him were fist fighting in the back of the cab and I offered the driver a 100% tip to call him an asshole. I don't know why.
I think it says something about my sobriety when I don't notice a Taco Bell wrapper stuck to my ass until I'm in the shower...
I dont' remember leaving St. Cloud, getting home, or apparently directing traffic in the middle of the fucking street while black out drunk.
I fear our relationship is coming to an end. Last night I felt the need to bloody apologise for waking him up with a blow job.
I want your cock. I also want to cuddle you and tell you how amazing you are, because you know balance.
Do you remember punching the light out in the bathroom? I didn't, and that was at bar 2 of 4…
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