I'm at subway, this 8 year old kid is judging my fashion sense with his dad. I want to kill myself.
It's ok, he's just 8, he's not judging you.
He just asked why I'm sitting alone. I honestly want to cry.
I glued a penny on the door Tricia believes its Patrick Swayze haunting our apartment. Fuckin potheads.
i have no idea who im with but someones making meatballs. im going to stay.
Just got new surround sound speakers for my computer... I feel like I'm actually IN the porn now.
he asked if thats how we do it in the states..like there's cultural difference in fucking between canada and the us..
You should have been there to see the look on her face when I told her that my dog gives better head than her. It was a beautiful symphony of shock, anger, and disbelief.
Aside from the fact that there's a penis in my mouth, that's a pretty good picture of me
i think the beer goggles wore off after hearing the story of her 2nd abortion
You rubbing siracha on a cat with your feet is the opposite of what I want.
I'm doing shots of jagger in dixi cups and making a lesson plan for my 8th grader summer school class. My life is so close to adulthood I can taste it
They have a stripper pole on their deck. Normal.
Getting stoned at work has never been a good idea, but im always more than willing to give it another chance
Don't get mad but There's blood everywhere and the only thing I remember is the bj from your cousin.
she just kept straddling the railing to the stairs and shouting "come on Seabiscuit, lets win this for America."
the raccoons are back...
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