I feel like our house is getting pulled over.
yes, too bad my tears were being wiped away by tits in my face
Was it cool?
About as cool as only getting a handjob on your honeymoon.
It was like fucking a house. Down the chimney. That deep and empty.
At one point in time, he cried and said I didn't appreciate him.
Now that I'm hitting my bong, I realized I haven't missed something so much in a long time. I love Thomas the Dank Engine.
Mom brought home a 36 pack of Smirnoff and was all "ring any bells?" and then winked. I'm scared. What does she know?
Jesus Christ that hit just spoke to so many levels of my soul. It's caressing them softly
I choose McDonald's breakfast at 1:28am over sex anytime
didn't prepare for this snow storm at all. i only have like 6 beer and all my booty calls already went home for the holiday. this is bull.
I probably won't go. Last time I got drunk with those guys I just started demanding people let me touch their beards.Then I mocked everyone who didn't have facial hair.
What was my myspace song when I went away to rehab?
Anyway, that's been my evening- crying and looking up diabetes symptoms. How was your night?
I put him in the supply closet, used the copy paper to build a fort around him and his wheelchair, then he fucked me in the fort.
There’s an entire generation of people out there who didn’t grow up watching Mr. Rogers and it shows. These Boomers need to get their shit together.
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