Richard, I just read on your Twitter account that you have enjoyed a, "Much needed post birthday smoothie..."...A bit revealing, no?
i wouldn't be half as slutty if there were better things to do.
at least 'blackout me' had enough sense to take the puke covered duvet off the comforter.
Apparently everytime he put me down to bed I escaped out the window, I faintly recall climbing into the canoe in the back yard, and air paddling.
She either was great at sex or I finished the whole bottle of svedka my self
making my second box of kraft dinner for the day. thinking about telling him how much you cheat on him so that you end up having to spend valentines day with me. i'm sorry its every man for himself.
she's lying on the floor with a bottle of vodka, belting shakira. plz advise.
Is it love? I honestly haven't even thought about watching porn for over a week now, and haven't thought about fucking any strangers either. It's quite eerie.
I promise not to drug you or anything. Please come to my birthday party.
HOW THE FUCK CAN YOU NOT REMEMBER WHIPPING IT OUT AND PUTTING ON THE BAR?
By the way, you're banned for life.
I'm not gonna ask the guy I've fucked like 3 times if he is insecure about his eyebrows.
IT'S A GIANT FUCKING ROBOT, DUDE. LOGIC IS OUT OF THE QUESTION BECAUSE AWESOME.
And with one simple text you can separate the men from the boys...."it's that time of the month."
I climbed to the top of a stripper pole and touched the ceiling. Accomplishment?
my mom is feeding me weed brownies...god help us
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