and trust me i need no booty pop lessons
addddeeerrraaaallll.
ok i'm not sure if that was a success statement or a cry for help.
my head feels like I tried to put alcohol out of business last night
she was sure she was an eel. She spent 40 minutes sliterhing on the floor to get to her room
he turned the pretty ricky playlist on. its about to go down.
We left live chickens on the basement slip n slide. Good luck finding your car keys
Oh we will ALWAYS be together. Or I'll have to delete my Facebook altogether. I've drunkenly boobie trapped photos of us into every album. There's no way I'd ever have the patience to go through that deletion process.
Well Its not like I planned having my potato launcher explode and burn off my eyebrow and eye lashes.. I still have my right eyebrow can't u just be happy?
If it involves mee putting on a bra and discontinuing my 11 am drinking my answer is a polite fuck YOU
i knew as soon as i met you that i was gonna be the designated driver
Just check with her if girls can get blown, that's all.
You're like my little fucked up version of the groundhog seeing its shadow, only it's boobs and warm weather.
Crust to egg proportion prescribes to a pedantic form of quiche. It's like saying breakfast pizza isn't pizza at all.
We just fucked each other sober. #goteam
beggars cant be choosers....im desperate and he has a dick. he checks all the boxes.
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