No, I was feeling sad because all of the other girls were like model-skinny. But then I remembered that I had big boobs and went to hit on their boyfriends.
Never let Scott cook bacon and eggs at 2am while drunk. You should have seen the flames.
my desire to fuck abstract ideas (bravery, love, popsicls,,) increases by 8bajillion% when I'm high
He told me that he wishes our relationship was more like prison: less touching, more butt sex.
he's dressed up as spiderman, i don't understand why he's crying.
Just remembered to take my BC at the liquor store. Just swallowed it with a free sample of Whiskey.
If there was a god I would have a big mac right now, but i don't
I'm trying to spell out I love you with a series of photos of my penis, but I just realized I can't do the Y of you
Yeah except my drinking partners aka my parents went to sleep Cuz ya know, they're old.
I actually feel a twinge of sadness recycling all of our handles... I feel like I'm throwing out some great memories or lack of them because we don't remember
Day 10 and still no sign of rescue in my pants.
Im like a saiyan, last weekends hangover will only make me stronger
You -do- realize there are other things to talk about than just how different parts of you smell like pussy, right?
And then he served me a piece of a brownie on his dick. It tasted amazing. Such a good night!
Rough birthday weekend. Eating McDonalds in the shower and used a fifth of sky as a pillow last night
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