So #1 way to come back last night and #2 wishbone and I broke into his house and i opened joey's door and u were both passed out and pantless.
We could sell used underwear with pictures of us wearing them.
I'm in the laundromat a drunk armenian guy keeps trying to help me fold my laundry. Ah i'm going to miss queens.
i wish we had morning classes together so we can spike our coffee.
I can't tell whether I'm a) still hungover from two nights ago, b) legitimately sick or c) all of the above... multiple choice was never my forte
This is three metal detector wands away from being the strangest porn I have ever been in the audience for.
Actually let's just focus our energy on not getting committed to a psych ward.
he just fluffed my hair and told me I had to dance with him because we were both gingers.
Fly, little bird! Repopulate the ginger race!
driving home hungover today was like a life test..it was like the goblet of fire
I want to eat a stick of butter
Did your pain meds kick in?
It tastes nice
She's in it for that fear factor ya'll. Obsession and stalking or nothing.
I will take a ruler to your dick so help me god
Let's make this a nightly thing. You'll explain the Watergate scandal like you're telling me a bedtime story while I eat popcorn high as fuck
i'm not too sure if he's up to my expectations looks-wise, but in the penis department he exceeds ALL regulations.
A massage should never include spaghetti sauce. shit was fucked up
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