like i told you yesterday: virgins, blood, my name. do it.
I don't know where I am, but its a Goosebumps novel waiting to happen.
I can't leave. She doesn't trust me and my penis being out in the world without supervision.
You kept screaming how great you were at drawing poptarts and you insisted on drawing them all over my forearm
If I get laid, we are framing that mattress and hanging it on the wall as the place we both lost our virginities.
Remind me tomorrow that I was taking shots of burnetts in the subway line while placing my order
She kept sniffing my sweater and tried to guess what type of detergent I use.
We thought we were getting kicked out but then he started tickling the bouncer. Next thing you know the bouncers giving him a piggy back ride to the bar.
Guess whose hungry like a hippo: this bitch.
see that vagina ? that vagina means business
No man we're leaving now. The party will probably be busted soon. O and a bitch started throwing knives around the place, like real actual knives.
I feel like I could get pregnant watching Zac Efron do yard work in this movie
I just moved my 11am hair appointment to 8am so I could blackout at noon. Who am I?
Wow dude wow that's sad man so sad. I dno't event wanna massturbate anymore due to teh sadness
I just convinced a telemarketer I live in a tree.
What did he say?
He still asked if I want a home security system.
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