I don't think he has that. His apartment was pretty much a tv and a bed. Topless girl calendar and a glass of water to put out cigarettes.
Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. I drunk emailed a professor on friday. Oh my god. Oh my god.
the only reason why im excited to go home for break is to finally eat real fucking food and have normal bowel movements.
It's really awkward/depressing when you are wearing heels larger than his dick
I don't appreciate you drunk dressing passed-out me in spandex for bed
Im shrooming at the foot of a tree on top of a mountain. Feeling fly as fuckin socrates and bon iver.
I should be a dude... Walking a goat on a rope is a total chick magnet.
No dude, he just dipped his cigarette info ranch dressing and lit it. He's said he normally doesn't do that but it's Memorial Day.
Meanwhile I'm working a fucking flute workshop and I'm one high c away from shoving a flute up the asshole of the next passerby
I have one goal now that I am in the USA. To find a man I can fuck into marriage before my visa runs out.
I told the cops they couldn't arrest me until they found my shoe. Now I have the grant county cops looking for my heels by the rail road tracks.
Dreamt I had my own personal vibrator rep, who made house calls. I earned an upgrade to an electric model, since I was burning through batteries. That's it. Time for a bf.
She made me undress her with my teeth...explains the button in my shit this morning...
Then you guys just all showered together...?
You've got the chocolate, drugs and my pants. You hold all the cards...
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