I am at the point in my high where i now know/understand chinese.
I need like a "Cookong High for Idiots" book. Or a car.
i think the sales of Rosetta Stone are directly related to the size of that woman's tit's
sex in a ball pit. and I thought ghandi did great things.
She sucked my dick when I had a concussion. It was the coolest feeling ever but the doctor said it was a bad idea. He's obviously gay.
He just used my bikini trimmer to give himself a fumanchu. And I still plan on having sex with him tonight. This has to be what true love feels like.
uh, 3 redbulls and 400mg of caffeine pills and i still feel like life is in slowmotion..lets not take tranquilizers again.
At least he's enough of a gentleman to not make me do the walk of shame dressed as Santa.
I feel like an elephant shit on me and left me to be miserable
I didnt say frisky time, just alone time, to chat, or watch a show, or stare into one anothers eyes, or souls, or asses, whatever you straight people do
I might have snap chatted him. So here's what I need you to do. Find him. Abduct him. Get his phone. View the chat so he can't. Then, buy him ice cream. He deserves ice cream.
Eh. Fuck him. He's missing out. I'm legit naked and drinking straight from the bottle of wine.
This is what we get for finishing a whole box of Franzia by ourselves
Fast is cars. Home is I now. Drunk yoda me is.
Chasing shots with airborne.. Gonna get rid of my sickness and my soberness.
Randomize
