Well, I guess that settles the question of how thick the walls are in my building.
Just woke up to find myself cooking eggs on the imaginary stove in my room.
Look, if he's not the brother with three nipples, I'm just not interested.
This morning two of his housemate threw confetti over me, started singing and handed me a make shift trophy out of cereal boxes and beer cans that said 'Harry's Virginity' on it. Fucking brilliant!
It was actually pretty good. His cock is as fat as the rest of him and I took out my contacts so I couldn't see him clearly.
And then he told me he just wanted me to hold his cock while we watched tv...
He held back my hair as I puked, then kindly asked me to slightly move my head over and pissed right next to my face.
Crust to egg proportion prescribes to a pedantic form of quiche. It's like saying breakfast pizza isn't pizza at all.
The impromptu 'dance party' was just three white dudes flailing arrhythmically in the kitchen in absolute silence. Stone cold sober.
My grandma just invited me to gate crash a funeral for the free food. Priorities.
If I don't answer right away it's because I took an Adderall and the fridge needs cleaned.
I just walked in on my dad beating it.. There's not a fucking therapist in ARKANSAS that can help me with that!
The bad thing is that I bled through my bandages last night and keep finding blood around the house. It's almost like a scavenger hunt for solber me. I get to find out where drunk me went.
RESIST THE DICK
thats like telling me to resist drinking water. impossible.
Finally hooked up with Ryan. Now I know why they call him “Beast Mode”. So. Many. Orgasms.
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