I was thinking about texting her and telling her I had syphilis when I was with her and that she should get tested. just for shits and giggles. skank dahaha
you turned your livingroom into a bong?
why is it impossible to run with a back pack without looking like a giant d-bag?
haha... you gave me a great visual of you in high white socks running with a backpack with eye of the tiger playing in the background
that only happened once.
so I called to to smoke and you didn't pick up so I smoked and now I'm a race car
Someone carved 'Hank' in all caps in the snow outside my apartment building so naturally I turned the capital H into a K and added an S to the front.
I think college has really matured you.
i want to swaddle you in tequila
Mm. I just want to eat pancakes off of his fine ass.
The only explanation I can think of is that he still likes me. Which gives me an enormous amount of power over him and makes me laugh with malicious intent.
I don't know. Something about answering "what did you do on Sunday?" Seems odd when the reply is, painted, went to the grocery store, put a restraint device on my bed.
I have a hook up buddy in Abiquiu. He lives next to a Chipotle; that's the only reason I see him.
That seems dangerous to buy acid from a stranger on craigslist
Broken leg sex is fun because I just get to lay there
IT WAS JUST SO LITTLE AND AWKWARDLY FLOPPING BACK AND FORTH
so, i take that as a legit invitation into his pants
And a hot pocket after we fucked. Heaven.
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