I DON'T KNOW WHERE WE ARE WE ARE TOO FUCKING ELEVATED.
Me either! Fuck yeah, 12th and something. 12th and hamburger stand.
Alls I know is that his gf looked like Beyonce and he looked like Babar
how's this sound. You, me a box of pink franzia and a night full of possibilities in your basemen. I'll be me. You be you. And we'll see where it goes
And when I look at him, I just want him to say "I love you" in between deep thrusts and hard grunts.
I told her at least we still had each other. That's when she started crying.
she texted him the burrito order while she was puking in the Del Taco parking lot...
I made a vision board specifically for the purpose of boning john mayer.
look for us when you get to the club. we're the guys wearing snorkels.
There's a transgender game of twister in the basement...God doesnt want me to type this paper.
We're about to have a bottle rocket fight on jetskis. You have 5 minutes to get on our level.
Sex-sore abs and my workout pants have gravel stains on the knees. It's like the workout of shame.
My vag is like the Sahara
Ew that's gross.
The sad truth. Barren and empty.
I just singed the hair in my nose trying to re-light a joint. now all i can smell is burnt hair. day ruiner
I am a good friend because I got you a bagel. I am a bad friend because I ate half of it.
At one point in the night, as we were running from the cops, I clearly remember you yelling "little gnomes are tickling the insides of my body!" ...that high.
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