i met him on craigslist. and no i'm not a hooker.
Last night is one of those stories you hear about on 20/20 right after they make a law banning 90% if what I did.
Being hungover naked and coloring my hair. I guess I am not naked I have black latex gloves on. Give me a call.
im coming over.
school has made you so classy.
that's mcgill. producing sluts since 1884.
I woke up on the steps beside a plate of spaghetti and a toilet paper roll ripped in half. And i actually think this day is gonna get better.
i hope not, i just know that at one point I was sitting on the bathroom floor eating bugles and crying because i had no one to show that it looked like I had witch nails when i stuck them on the ends of all ofmy fingers.
Is YOLO really just a socially acceptable way to say you enjoy putting things up your nose?
Got stoned and went to Walmart. For some reason a preacher walked up and asked if I knew the lord so I just yelled "I CAN FEEL HIM IN MY VIENS" at the top of my lungs. he left after that.
Everyone else in class agrees the weed smell is coming from me
I just did shots of fireball with my dad in a car wash. How's your pregaming going?
Just bought a gingerbread house kit and pregnancy tests. Happy holidays.
My vagina: 1 Male stubborness: 0
I just said "I love my cat" as a hobby.
The twitch Bob Ross stream is the happiest little hangover cure ever.
How long do I have to listen to him talk about the chickens before telling him I just really want to fuck? Note: it's already been twelve minutes.
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