now i know why i became what i already was.
my mom used to put diet coke in my bottle. i can pretty much handle anything.
There's a high school volleyball camp on campus this summer. I'm definitely going to jail.
It started as a joke and ended with a trip to the emergency room, a broken macbook and a gigantic hole in the concrete of my driveway.
I'm in Burlington Coat Factory. This place'd be great if you were on E. There're so many textures...
I'm kinda hoping that if I rub the right object, a genie will come out
by 11 am we'd already been drunk twice. how much lower can you go?
Well two things you gotta know if you're gonna live here. your alcohol tolerance is gonna need to go up, and people do blow. Get used to it. Nobody is gonna pressure you into it. That shits expensive
I think it's god's punishment for my behavior in Vegas . Lies were told. Angels were defiled. Pools were pissed in
Dude walks in wearing jean shorts and a graphic tshirt and goes home with an attractive female. EXPLAIN YOURSELF UNIVERSE.
Yea. I feel great. My life is great. My job isn't as shitty. And my daddy loves me. I love strip clubs. Great self esteem boost.
I saw a classic trojan enz laying on his desk. So he's probably not into the kinky shit.
I feel a little uneasy about having my grandma sleep in my bed that I've banged chicks in not too long ago... Fuckin blizzards
I can't base my relationships off of good dick and dogs.
One day he'll find out I do drugs and stop talking to me.
What will you do then?
Drugs, probably.
will a lunchtime blow job make it better?
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