There's a hobo dancing by himself. Is anyone going to ask how he got in the house?
both roomates are passed out on the floor. I feel like I'm missing out on crucial bonding time by sleeping in my bed.
Now he's talking about how he's writing in a journal because he doesn't remember "his thought patterns when he was in elementary and that's distressing". I'm walking home. Fuck this.
Fire inspection over. Blunts are OK
So, I'm tripsitting Ruben cause he's on LSD, and he's starting to eat the chair because 'it is evil' according to him... I can't choose: should I stop him or film it?
Is it just me or does the sex still keep getting better? I wasn't crying, my eyes just watered from how hard I was cumming.
God dammit not the cupcake channel. Not when I'm high.
There are only four things in life that are certain. 1 Death, 2 Taxes, 3 The wu tang clan aint nothin to fuck with, and 4 you will never be more important than taco bell
I better not get a vid of you penile helicoptering
I had to ask him for a dick pic. Do you know how refreshing that was?
You introduced yourself and she said "wow that's a long name" and you went "yeah well you should see my dick."
I just used my vibrator to scratch my back. This being single shit is for the birds
First time a guy goes down on me and his dog had its head on my knee the whole time. I swear it was judging me.
This night could easily degenerate into a drunken haze of strippers and gambling, but I need a support network.
there's no judgement here...i was recently just fingered in my dorm hallway while having a conversation with 5 people.
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