So I have exactly 420 dollars saved up in tips from the past week. I win, and I take that as a sign from god that I am allowed to use that money to buy drugs.
based on the size of her vibrator, i'm going to be a huge disappointment
so...he totally just used scissors to cut up the weed. a wet paper towel to moisten the blunt....and a blow dryer so it wouldn't be wet. this dude either has the worst case of OCD or has the potential to be the next martha stewart.
I hate nights where "I found my underwear" can be considered a victory.
Maybe it's the vicodin, but all I wanna do is hunt wild hogs.
Solid teamwork gives us a good shout of both bringing home trophy cougs
last karaoke night = doing dmx songs with a guy who threatened to stab me. so yeah I'm coming out.
Curled up in the fetal position, trying not to throw up or think about my future, and humming songs from musicals to myself. You?
If we order a pizza and I contribute 9 cents, is that fair?
weekly advice from mom, "Drink vodka, it las hess calories"
I'm trying to be celibate. I'm having me time. I'm eating cake.
He asked me who my new boyfriend was and I showed him a picture of my sex toys.
i was really depressed when i left the health dept this morning after i had to write a higher number next to "partners" than "age"
Can I get my morals surgically removed?
That time of your life is like a blur to me. There was churches, car fucking, and conservatives
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