So I feel really bad about last night...can i give you a blow job and we call it even?
I'm to the point in my high that every song eventually turns into Lady Gaga
the bank didn't screw up, i spent 150$ at mcdonalds last night
just got booed by the entire restaurant.
my self respect just called, its having a good time without me
HOW DO I ALWAS FIND THEM?! THERE WAS BE A SOCIETY OF SMALL PENISED MEN AND I MUST BELONG TO IT!
I'm making a quesadilla and including it in the picture because that's the only way I think I can send her dick pics.
All I remember is laying in that secret hideaway closet, naked, with a beer cowboy hat on and you walking in and sitting down crying because no one would have sex with you
I'm sure you're still partially crippled from thar blow job on Saturday, so I understand it's probably difficult to text.
our jesse-walt dynamic is actualy really perfect because i want to start a small time drug empire and you want to get high a lot its very accurate
The zombie version of you bit my friend's hand. No more zombie crawl for you. Not ever.
Who the fuck gets injured on a merry-go-round? HOW IS IT POSSIBLE??
She was blowing me like a porn star and all I could think was "you just told me your grandfather is dying in hospice right now"
Dude I had sex with her and she STILL thinks I'm gay. I don't know what else to do.
I made out with that lesbian chick for a blunt. NO REGRETS.
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