I wouldn't necessarily call it an addiction, more of a passion. I'm habitually passionate.
So the weirdest part of it all was he whispered in my ear "can i eat you out on your tredmill?" I dont find him attractive at all anymore
I bought canned wine on a clearance aisle at the liquor store... I feel like I'm living in an episode of It's Always Sunny.
I don't see why you're so upset, it's not like you were wearing pants either.
Just thought to myself "I should practice shotgunning a beer before Wednesday." I don't think my GPA is going to like this semester.
Although I commend your efforts to keep my penis away from her, your sister is now booty walking up my stairs. Good game though, good game.
Chose not to courtesy flush and the CEO huffed the result. I feel powerful.
It's amazing
I want to run hundreds of miles and do a whole semesters worth of homework while flying on a unicorn and throwing endless glitter bombs
A stoners worse nightmare? Well packaged snacks. Just took me 5 mins to get a cinnamon roll out of the package. And another 3 mins to properly type this text
You're the third Mark I've fucked in that bed.
I'm still home, my life isn't together. Currently drying my pants
Nothing like sunday church bells to aid your walk to the pharmacy to get plan b
I wonder if my sister will drive me around while I do bong hits in the back seat..
Like I don't care that he's a drug dealer, but I have a problem with his inefficient and ineffective business model.
2016 is coming through for me, I'm renaming it the year of great dick
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