Ryan Ross and Jon Walker left panic at the disco today.
I predict a mass suicide of the 14 year old girl population...
you had "tips for anal sex" in your google search history this morning. how was your sunday night?
Thanksgiving break drinking is a marathon, not a sprint, and i need to be well rested
Am I allowed to say that I would really enjoy blowing you again? Or does that fall into the "nothing changes between us" catagory?
You're going to have to buy me a lot of drinks before the bee suit goes on...
I'll wind up on his doorstep with a confused "oh you live here" expression, a feigned ankle injury and a seemingly fortunately placed bottle of tequila. I don't care what it takes: HIS MOUTH WILL BE ON MOUTH.
The moral of the story is do not hire me because everything will end up smelling like pickles and I will not sufficiently clean it up.
She said she was jealous that i could wear headbands, then growled at the ground in shame..
It is a fiery spray of napalm-covered beautiful words that leave a flaming "fuck you" on the ground after I destroy him.
You having your own car has severely reduced the amount of blowjobs I get.
would you like to venture to the magical clitoris forest?
ditto.
about cumming, not toast
Three times. Three times I left home yesterday in search for sex, and three times I returned un-orgasmed.
yknow last night was like... the third night in a row alex woke me up to make sure i wasn't dead and tbh it's sorta sweet.
Idk, apparently drinking five Four Loko's and trying to fight a mailbox constitutes disorderly conduct.
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