We had a complete conversation while I was giving him head, at one point he even stopped me and said 'I love how we're just hanging out.'
Life's too short to consider the larger psychological underpinnings of my lust.
I've been practicing for you. Including stockpiling medical supplies for curing hangovers.
It's official drugs can't kill me
pretty sure that drunk girl we saw climbing the stairs is now DJing this club....
I like to balance the number of cups of coffee to bong rips in the morning before work.
i'm scootering my little heart out so i'm not late for a weed pickup. this is the meaning of adolescence
you know it's a good party when the fucking floor caves in. THE FUCKING FLOOR.
I just want someone to shove bread from panera down my throat
We have your weave and dirt in our room.
Back. Waiting on Thong the shuttle bus driver. THONG
I know it's my dream I got hurt enough to leave work but not hurt enough to stop drinking
You ran full speed into the glass door with your Patron and yelled "FEEL THE RHYTHM, FEEL THE RHYME"
also, I think I lit my hair on fire when I got home..
Can’t. Tonight’s a netflix and dick night
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