I cont stop tolking in a british axsent
i was puking in the toilet, he walked in and to talk to me and started puking in the sink.. Could this be my perfect man??
I'm thinking of writing "I have herpes" on my stomach in sharpie that way I'm not tempted to show my tits tonight
Took it a bit far last night. While leaving his house, I sent myself a text that said, 'you're still pretty"
I think im definitely allergic to shell fish. Or hungover. Probably both.
he just asked if we wanted to go to an arts and crats club with him tomorrow. every day it becomes harder for me to defend his sexuality
I want to miss work tomorrow on account of violent projective vomit... Make it happen
That last minute feeling of hesitation on whether I should bring my health card to the bar usually means I'm in for a good night.
He offered to teach me how hula hoop in exchange for acid. I took him up on it.
He's such a champ. He puked on purpose just so he'd be coherent enough to roll this blunt
he used the hotel microwave to cook the 16" pizza he bought at the walmart deli
He used a "food city great value" card to cut it
Signs you do Molly too much. Glow sticks fallout of random articles of clothing on academic row
There's a rash on my genitals that would like a word with you.
does 2pm fall under the wake n bake category?
I miss all the tiny banana hammocks... When can I go back to ogling? I can do it from a lot farther than six feet without any complaints.
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