Fyi mom and I voted and you're the DD tonight, congratulations
heading to class now, facing the weekend consquences
its a sex-hate relationship...no love involved
so apparently mom and dad slept together on the first date
i guess it runs in the family.
He dropped me off at 4 in the morning because I made fun of Pearl Jam..
noooo, I woke up on his pack porch and the SUN WAS RISING. I saw red lights everywhere and heard sirens so I just ran for my life.
I haven't found him passed out in the living room covered in noodles for a while now so I guess he's getting better with the drinking.
I found a lucrative side business - giving rides home to drunk oil executives. Very profitable.
I haven't been motivated enough for a shirt. And only half the day was bra-worthy.
That's why we don't trade sex for Taco Bell. It's called the dollar menu.
In the wise words of Scar: "be prepared."
Do you think Scar was a Boy Scout?
just in the smoking shack with my sister cheering on a caterpillar make its cocoon
He finally left. I didn't introduce him to the roommate. The sex is bad. I don't want him to feel welcome
How drunk you think somebody has to be, that they think that putting out a profile pic like that can be even a slightly good idea?
So far 2 of my professors caught me looking at their dicks
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