PS- did you die? If you did just text "dead" to me, so that I know.
It is virtually impossible to listen to single ladies and perform any seated task.
i dont even know how to be here
you grabbed his arm with one hand and the bottle of smirnoff with the other and headed off to your room you were on a mission
how do you feel about lunch break shots ?
Yea, I had a chaperone thankfully. I'm in the fetal position attempting to eat captain crunch now.
It's just one of those days where I'm too horny to function, to be perfectly honest.
Mm. I just want to eat pancakes off of his fine ass.
Hahahaha who is sleeping in the garage on our beer pong table?
You just gave me the title for the series of our lives. Haha. Chapter 12: the cocaine on the back of the hairbrush
You ever sit back and realize our friendship is based off us ranting at each other with random animal photos thrown in
you told me I was being patronizing because I didn't want you to run barefoot across a construction site
And you seriously thought you could just walk in naked with a bow tied around your penis?
It seemed like a good idea at the time...
Im goin to jail bro ill talk to u sun
you need to drop off my dinner before you go see him because i'm not gonna wait until you're finished fucking him to get my damn chinese food
Randomize
