somehow on my way home with matt, I ended up straddling steve on the sidewalk and polling the people walking by on whether or not we should have sex.
We can make salsa ya know, maybe even some hot sauce. That doesn't mean we're married.
its like randi wears special contacts, but instead of colors they make her eyes say "I want cock"
i think you know its gunna be a bad day when it starts with throwing up into a red plastic cup
One of my students just told me turtles are lazy and need to get a job. Fuck yes, my job here is done.
Eh, not fuck buddies. I prefer sexercise partner.
Fell asleep on the Grass at Lolla woke up in the Brown line. What. The. Fuck.
I'm just saying. If this how my magic vagina shows it's magic then I don't want any
I really really need to have and out of body experience just so I can talk to myself about this shit that I'm doing with my life.
View of Vancouver Bay is obscured though the greasy hand prints from fucking against the window. Tip maid well.
you ever just feel like an organ is failing?
I have no idea what to do with myself since we graduated.
I've just been napping and sexting all day.
Apparently stoned me thought eating chips in the shower was a good idea.
Woman doing my Brazilian right now says to tell you she says hi...what has our life come to?
He nailed that bed down really well so it won't break again. All I could think while he was nailing it was "challenge accepted".
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