Just found out that wake n bake is not one of the 7 habits of highly effective people..
The only dream I remember having is one where my dad's sperm turned into baby hippos. Like, tiny baby hippos, pocket-sized. I am so fucked up.
It involved anal and pop rocks. Tell me how that could have ended well.
And the clouds opened up and the sex gods said I hate you alfalfa
Im tired as fuck but i cant leave him here like this i gave him the acid and i feel the responsibillity to put his mind back together its fun im an architect about to about to construct a whole new belief and moral system inside this soul. Talk about the best psychothearpy
i still can't believe we survived that barcrawl. the third bar had bullet holes and we still went in.
Can we skip lunch and do power hour sex time from now on? I'll let you eat nachos off my body if you really need the food.
Its like no one cares im drunk naked wet and ready to throw myself at some one hold on i found a solution to my problems
I love pie. Pie understands me and the spatula
he told me it was like eating gods vagina.
I woke up to him peeing by our bedroom door. I yelled at him to go to the bathroom and he just kept peeing while he walked there. This is a new low.
Who knew wearing a toga outside would provide for and infinite amount of dick to choose fron
Apparently mid making out I got up and said "I need to figure out my life" went in the bathroom and threw up for two hours.
I'm just wondering how Jon managed to get vomit ON THE CEILING?
I woke up to rachel asking "did anyone else fall out of a tree last night?"
My apartment stinks of burning failure
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