i think i just saw hanson at the grocery store. one might have been a girl. hard to tell. lets call that one taylor.
dude your alot more fun to hang out around now that your addicted to coke...but seriously you need to stop
you thought your tounge was "malfunctioning" because every time u spoke it wouldnt sit still.
his mom found me in the closet hiding and the only thing i could think of was to sit there and wave.
The sorority chicks were the Persian army, and we were their 300 Spartans. Can barely stand up now...such a good ratio
you're being fucking weird and i don't like it. text me when you're not being the after picture on a poster for rehab
I'm sorry but that single bed couldn't hold all five of us, especially with those boobs.
That last minute feeling of hesitation on whether I should bring my health card to the bar usually means I'm in for a good night.
Eating an ice cream sandwich while your little bro gets me weed. May I adopt him?
I look like i have multiple stab wounds in my foot and there are footprints from the elevator to my room. What happened?
But in defense of this shit summer we've had, I totally perfected my shotgunning skills. I have achieved my summer goal.
Dinner was cheetos vodka and whiskey. This is what happens when even your booty call breaks up with you.
I knew it was going to be a good night when my mom said "Have fun, be safe...wait, do you need any weed for tonight?"
Is that a question you really want to ask or do you just want to tell you that I can't walk without feeling like my legs are collapsing underneath me
No it's like. I don't respect you. And I think you're a terrible person but. I still wanna bone it out.
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