its simple. when his lips are on my clitoris i want to marry him. when they are speaking i want to kill him.
i hope not, i just know that at one point I was sitting on the bathroom floor eating bugles and crying because i had no one to show that it looked like I had witch nails when i stuck them on the ends of all ofmy fingers.
I remembered to bring wine in a nalgene bottle, but I forgot sunscreen and water. I'm starting to question my life decisions.
If you were curious as to how many pounds of bagged marijuana can fit in the trunk of a 2010 Chevrolet Aveo, we now have the answer
Yep I can make a seagull sound. It's identical. I tried it. They thought I was talking to them. It's pretty cool.
Chilling on my porch debating between pre work drinking or video games and getting high.
Is he gonna be my crazy ex? Cause we weren't even together for as long as my weeklong bicurious lesbian relationship.
it was just another one of those moments where you unfriendzone a friend you assumed to be gay
its 3am and I'm taking a bubble bath, this is what taking a day off work at 30 looks like
It's a good thing you're straight. You'd make a horrible lesbian.
There are two guys here arguing over Pearl jam and Nirvana. 1991 wants its argument back.
Dude, don't beat around the bush. We're fucked and you know it.
Are these your boobs on my camera?
There's just something classy about smoking a blunt in a prom dress.
I was totes going to lose it to him last night, but I cried and we ate mexican food instead.
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