Just because i have a masturbation problem doesnt mean you can put 20 photos of Jesus in my room.
I love when I'm alone in the house. It's like pants were never invented.
He was streaking. We were hammered. We had roman candles. It only made sense to shoot them at him.
How's work?
Spinning.
I think we need to find a happy medium between fried food and dicks. This could end badly.
something had to give and with her weight the coffee table never stood a chance
I just need to actually convince myself that drunkenly having sex won't help me forget the last time I drunkenly had sex, it only makes the situation worse.
I think we got naked. I can't remember but if you have "friends" written on your ass, then we did. Because I have "best" on mine.
Well he just said "there's glass on the floor and it's okay I'm only bleeding out of my esophagus" so yes he's tripping
I posted her number in the m4m casual encounters area of Craigslist.
I guess her always saying "gay men love me!" will finally get put to the test.
my whole wardrobe smells like substance abuse
It all started with sending him a text about Spongebob. It escalated from there.
think before you get married my friend it's my birthday and just got done jacking off
Did i fall last night when u carried me home.
idk
OHHH yea you fell down the stairs face first
welp,tonight ive reached new levels. by new levels I mean,i showed some guys my boobs for water. on your tab.. the most pointless thing ive ever done. either we should hang out way more,or never again.
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