Calvin Harris sold out a little to EDM. Lost a little of his unique flare from The Girls and Flashback days.

Last night I performed the helicopter and knocked a drink outta my own hands. I’m very proud of my cock today.

Sexually frustrated. I feel like I need to be whipped back into shape. Literally. Whip.

Being angry at my hockey team is like eating a disgusting burrito. It’s pointless to feel let down but you love it anyways.