And this is weird.. I feel slightly less depressed after shitting myself.
im trying to stop thinking of him and his amazing dick. every time i do i snap myself with a rubber band. classical conditioning at its finest...and you said i wouldnt learn anything from psychology.
come find me. Outside the bar we were just in waving my syringe in the air
I can't remember where my feet are. All I can see are colors, and all I can feel is terror. The lollipop was a bad idea.
The cop asked you if you had been drinking and you said you drank milk out of a cow.
I rememeber. I showed him the picture on my phone of me drinking out of the utter, right?
Guys with integrity exist just to rain on my slut parade.
foreskin is a definite game changer
Dude we both faced 40s of steel reserve which is like saying, "Hey, I'm a complete piece of shit!"
So... In conclusion, do I bring my vibrator and risk not only having it getting taken out at security, but also exposing my dad to my neon green vibrator, or just leave it here?
I'm just going to ride dicks all the way to the to the gates of hell
Yeah you were fine except for when you peed under the bar
I accepted my type is not "conventionally attractive" when she asked me "Him? Are you sure?" 5 times in front of him last night
Oh you mean the girl that gave me a black eye when I told her I liked her fake eyelashes?
I didn't realize how hungover I was until I fell asleep in my math lecture, and woke up I'm my history class. How is got there still remains a mystery...
He broke through his window then signed his name on the biggest peice of glass from it. I think they framed it and named it 'best party ever'
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