why is it impossible to run with a back pack without looking like a giant d-bag?
haha... you gave me a great visual of you in high white socks running with a backpack with eye of the tiger playing in the background
that only happened once.
my mouth smells like i just ate out a crab.
there's unknown territories my dick was not made to discover
Although last time you were unsure about someone they flipped a golf cart on me.
pretty sure that drunk girl we saw climbing the stairs is now DJing this club....
whose ass print is on the piano?
I still can't believe that I ate McDonald's off of my chest in his bed...
Cross faded me is not the classiest.
No not at all haha I wish there was a picture of that
MY TWIN SISTER IS ENGAGED. I REPEAT, MY SCREW UP OF A SISTER IS ENGAGED. THIS IS NOT A DRILL.
I'll be there in 20 with vodka.
My dad just said "fuck circus"
Well, I got drunk and told my family about what I expected sexually after a good first date.
Orgasms and cereal.... that's what life's about.
well ya only live once...
that cant be your answer for every horrible thing you do
summer in europe = liver of steel
I accept that challenge.
You know how last week before we left I was drinking outta that blue cup and I left it sitting across the road. Well, it hadn't moved and my family just found it, brought it inside and cleaned it. I think this cup is my soulmate.
i came so much i feel like i were to try again, only dust would come out. and maybe glitter
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