I wouldn't necessarily call it an addiction, more of a passion. I'm habitually passionate.
Just saw 3 10-year olds in business suits drinking iced coffees at the cafe. I'm officially a failure if these kids have jobs and I don't.
so i havent checked yet but im almost positive that my left ass cheek is bruised. any idea what happened last night.
what the fuck man? i was JUST texting you the same thing. FUCK
my hippie aunt just sent me some brownies with a note saying not to eat them under any circumstances until finals are over. excited.
He said he got a lot of action last night. I asked how much? And he said he got to see down her shirt. Freshmen never cease to amaze me.
I have no idea. After the fireworks it all went to shit. Do you know why I woke up with a road sign?
So I think I might just embrace the awkwardness and say he fingerblasted her cause thats the greatest word in existence
VOOOODKA VOOODKA WE PLEDGE OUR LOVE TO THEEEE VODKAAAA VODKAAAA SAVIOR OF LIBERTYYYY
Aaand now my client contact has seen your boobs.
I'm about to have a bowl of Advils... without any fucking milk.
I may or may not be setting up an encounter with a foot fetishist just because I'm curious.
I just ordered a "football meatlong" from subway
random boy in my bed. last night wasnt a dream. fuck.
dude, where did you go? french fries taste like numbers
i'm trying not to stalk him on facebook
i gave in
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