no, its his 'welcome back from rehab' party.
just landed in detroit. Currently holding a bag of my own vomit. neighbor told me it was the most graceful vom she has ever seen. Kicking off bar exam week in style.
just jacked off in the bed i was conceived in.
got a scholarship and a hot psych teacher. hello spring 2010
To make up for the snow days we missed he's making us write a paper on alcoholism. It's like he knows.
I feel if a girl leaves my house the next morning feeling degraded and in desparate need of a shower, then I have succeeded.
I do remember getting hit in the face by an ugly one because she thought I was blowing on her butthole.
This bowl of cereal would be the size of a giant's bowl-piece. It's. that. big.
How much did you smoke??
So I vote that we skip the bowling and just go straight to destroying our livers.
He was an asshole the entire night and then tried to touch my dick in a Michaels craft store.
Sooooo, no second date?
Let's just says his mouth writes a lot of checks that his penis just can't cash. Don't waste your time.
Damn it. Can't order pizza. Can't do the hot tub. No one to invite over for loud, kinky sex. What's the point of being here alone?!
I'll screw just about anything, but I draw the line there
Bitch I slept on the ground 2 nights running
He's teaching me French for free and I'm giving him blowjobs. Win-win.
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