i cvme to yuor rooom...wherer are youf?
please be gone before i get back
normally I beat off every night before I go to bed even though my little brother sleeps in the same room. So I was starting to last night, and he jumped out of bed and said "Fuck, Im not listening to this shit again" We havent talked since. fuck me
he's a bartender at a gay strip club. maybe he can work his magic. with getting u in, not gay magic.
I put the beer in my little red riding hood basket.
the last thing i remember is inserting the sippy stray into the jack daniel's.
You refused to get in the cab so we rock paper scissored to decide who walked you home and the fat guy was it. So don't blame your poor hook-up choice on me; it was all you.
They were picking gravel out of my face for an hour. I think I took more out of the road than the road did of me.
Barfights against pavement aren't genrally won by people. Props.
I'm sitting in front of a fan naked drinking Gatorade. Motherfucking hangover probs
He's German, so by default he gets to fuck me.
only thing in my fruit bowl is 4 champagne corks and a jenga piece . Tuesday.
No, gay couples have the same problems straight ones do; I wish that we could go back to the days when he would shit with the door closed.
CODE RED CODE RED MY VIBRATOR IS BROKEN THIS IS NOT A DRILL
He woke me up at 6:30 to have sex again and afterwards, he didn't even judge me when I asked him if he wanted some rum. I think I found my soulmate.
I wore my lizzie mcguire socks to the bar last night. Because that's how i get all the ladiez
He gave me a brownie at the beginning of class and now I can't feel my face.
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