how's this sound. You, me a box of pink franzia and a night full of possibilities in your basemen. I'll be me. You be you. And we'll see where it goes
Wedsnesdays are always enlightening. Tonights revealation: One should not smoke from something taller than their person.
and she said "My body is an orphanage, I take everybody in"...
the pizza man had no reaction when jackie and me opened the door naked, i guess he's used to that shit
i talked to you about this last night, and you kept saying "he wants yo pusssaayyyyyy"
I don't think my body can handle the alcohol I want to put in it anymore.
Definitely just puked in this corn maze. Families are staring.
I opened up my wallet and it was filled with puke.
Its perfect, I supply the pot she makes the brownies. I love the culinary dept.
It's accurate though. I am legitimately passionate about pickles. I crave pickles the same way I crave sex. It is a deep rooted animalistic need
Woke up in bushes at UT didn't know I was Austin last night
I'm just wondering how Jon managed to get vomit ON THE CEILING?
I look at it as community service. He was going through a rough time and I gave him an ego boost. That's how we're going to remember it. I was doing a good deed lol
I can't even be mad at customs in houstons airport anymore for missing my flight and having to stay overnight. Within an hour of meeting we did it at her place. Her last word being "glad I could show you real southern hospitality". I'm definitely coming back here someday
I feel like I don't even know what's gonna happen when we first see each other. It'll be like explosions and glitter and a unicorn will run by pulling a sleigh of alcohol and sex.
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