O.A.R does not stand for Old Recycled Abortions.
I just foul balled at work. I had taken off my coat too… had to go to the sink wash my hands then go back to the stall and pick up my coat. I hope the guy shitting in the stall next to me didn’t figure out what happened.
He walked in and put an x made out of tape on the floor. He then announced that he was going to pass out there. Cocky or strategic?
I dk what to do with this kid he is like legitimately interested in my life.
I'm in new territory... I've never had to convince a guy to let me give him head as an apology.
The extent of my physical activity is running from the cops.
I cannot even. Taco bell reception. Beers. New friends from Georgia.
We couldn't find him for like 4 hours. Turns out he was sitting under a tree and had thrown his phone in a lake because he couldn't figure out how to unlock it. Freshmen.
Thats not how it works. You get the Rachel, and then Rachel kicks you out. Don't linger or try to cuddle, its just pathetic and makes me look down on you and your penis
I wish you were awake and high the same times I was awake and high. And also in the same state. So we can fuck passionately.
My last 2 google image searches were 'a lot of pudding' followed by 'a generous portion of pudding'
I don't care. She's the only girl to make me feel like my face is melting when she blows me.
I've sent two unsolicited tit pictures in less than 24 hours. I'm the female version of a fuckboy.
I just watched a squirrel take down a snake,life isn't so bad after all.
Wake up. Smoke. Masturbate while eggos cook. Go back to bed. Smoke. Body spray shower. Beer with breakfast. Class. Morning of a champion.
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