piano lessons. No girlfriend. What's up.
My friends, they love my intelligence
Every now and then I'll talk to a creeper for an extended amount of time. Randy, for instance, funded our entire night of horrible decisions.
My mom would probably be ok with my lifestyle as long as she doesn't see that photo of me doing bong rips in a Jesus costume.
I don't think he knows what shame means anymore. He gave some bar slut his sisters Tiffanys necklace, in exchange for anal.
Have you resumed life with the rest of the world yet or are you still huddled in the fetal position while wearing compression gear?
Good idea. You gotta take care of your vagina. She takes care of you. Pay it forward.
This little shit keeps eating the playdoh so i replaced the green with wasabi from work. Wonder what his parents are gonna think when he burns his soft palette?
Water park on acid. THIS NEEDS TO HAPPEN!!
it was fucking weird. cops showed up but they appreciated our 3 story bong. and then some girl tried to steal our cheese and butter
And think got sick again from going outside naked. Word to all females...don't try the naked trench coat thing.
I can't tell if I'm still on the hangover from last night, or if I'm experiencing the one from tomorrow, because it was so powerful that it actually traveled back through time...
three of my fingers are bleeding and the only thing on my phone rn is a google search of 'Allison Janney'
I need to align my fucking chakras
If you wear a peguin suit you MUST send me a picture!!!
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