im contemplating emailing my dad and telling him how worthless i am and how sorry i am that he pays for my life...aka my bar tabs.
You have to understand, this is the first time I'm looking at a whopper sober.
I'll be honest. I knew what I was getting into. I'm not proud, but I'll be damned if I'm ashamed. 6 month draught is over. That's justice.
Nothing says walk of shame like leather pants in daylight
Hardest I think I've ever had to work for a shack. Whatevs. Still gonna get my way though. I'll start respecting myself on Monday
His hands kept asking for sex, but all I could think was "dude, this is going to ruin my high".
She followed me back, then proceeded to find my room, get her panda suit on? And then raid my room and pass out on my couch... what the fack do I do now?!?!
I almost got on a bus to Langley Air Force Base. 99% sure that's not where I wanna be.
Sex is always the answer.
Especially if the question is: what have I not had this year?
If you're going to do that you're going to need a pleather suit.
I'm excited for you as you venture towards new drug experiences
You have to give it to him that he fucked me out of the dull weekdays.
Are we DOING anything for lunch...if sex is involved, let's just be straight forward and stop wasting the first half hour! We just need to get to the point
you know you should be lucky to find the case to my dildo....that means no more random guys at the house!
There's a guy in a plaid shirt running around asking everyone if they want to head butt him
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