# days @ Coachella: 1 people i showed how to break it down: 279
Myspace is for pedophiles and tweakers in the 818 trying to hook up. I always forget theres music there too
doing washington apple shots with my mom. sunday afternoons suddenly got so much better.
you kept saying 'can i put my penis on the grill?' and it was all i could do to stop you. you're welcome, though
I made a tournament bracket for the girls that Im talking with.
He woke me up at 3 am kneeling on the floor pissing and yelling, then he passed out and stole my comforter. I want a new roommate...
So if you ever need to know a guy who knows a guy who knows a guy that can put a 24oz beer can up his ass... Hit me up...
Don't worry. I told him just because you've gargled some balls in the past doesn't mean you'll be handling his.
I really wanted that to be shared. Thank you.
Halloween night fail: My boob sweat from keeping my phone in my bra caused the front screen to stop working from water damage.
This gem of a conversation has been brought to you be weed
Something about Sunday night screams phone sex
A man just squeezed past me in a tight space and said, "Excuse us."
After I came she just held my balls until I fell asleep. It was like adult swaddling. Magical...
My sober self will be embarrassed tomorrow. For now I am laughing my ass off.
It wouldn't be New Years Eve if we knew where we would be at midnight
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