I told him I'd give him a BJ if he admited Hanson was good.
literally every day that goes by where he doesn't talk to me makes me more determined to get him to have sex with me
My tally is now official: I have been drunk every weekend since 2008. Cheers.
"reccomended dose" hasn't been in my vocabulary for quite some time.
i woke up to the sound of my dad getting blown. this is my life
Heating the house with the oven may not be safe but at least it's always preheated
Tonight just feels like one of those I'm going to lose a shoe nights.
It's just my hair. It brings natural happiness. Like goldfish, big boobs, and milkshakes.
My name in their phones is "That Girl". If i can't get it to go away, I might as well live up to it.
I blacked in at 6:30am on the last stop on the train with a random fedora on? And I'm pretty sure I rode in a limo last night while eating pizza
I took so my adderall all I can do is lie on my floor and stare too hard at my hedgehog. He has 42 spines in the dark spot on his shoulder btw.
Probably TMI here but I just rubbed one out while listening to thunderstruck, almost ripped my dick off.
She licked my face when I was on the phone with a customer and I just laughed. Im not sure if thats good or bad
Maybe I'm not hungover. Maybe I'm actually dying.
We need to get me chipped asap
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