I think my emotional moodswings have reached a new low. I cried for the entire duration of changing my tampon.
I wasn't fucked. I was just drunk, because i was still able to walk into the woods and masterbate.
So all semester this guy and girl have been talking, and today is the last class and we are doing nothing. I would have skipped but I want to see if he seals the deal or pusses out. It's like a season finale.
It was unlikely that the relationship was going to end with anything other than antibiotics.
He's 11. You dont draw dicks on 11 year olds, i dont care if he ate your lasagna
I was trying to make tacos and friends but there was a major language barrier.
My password hint says "not sunset, also facebook." i need to stop doing computer things while high. I will never figure this clue out.
well the blowjob for study guide exchange was a success.
Lets go see if some hobos will give us a prostate massage for a 40 ounce.
This must be what defeat feels like to Tom Brady today. I bet he wishes he could barf up all of his bad decisions from yesterday, too.
Btw if you ever get emails that pretty much contain 'bwahhhhh jatkkvsweuo' it's safe to assume it's me.
Three Architectural classes: $990.00 Architectural supplies: $300.00 Changing majors and using my architectural supplies to roll blunts: Priceless
If my mom's not going to offer me drugs then it's really pointless for me to be here.
You just managed to turn Doctor Seuss into a sext. I really like you now.
My loniness meter has reached its peak. I just played shadow puppets using my Big Mac on the wall with my cats
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