He went through and tagged himself on my crotch in all of my facebook pics
I'm sick of being broke. I had vicodin and frosting for lunch.
Imagine the time you most wanted to kill yourself. Now add a room full of jail bait and no booze. Multiply that by a million.
oh my god i'm in a crawl space
Im on the side of I-10 covered in sweat, cookie dough, hollandaise sauce, onion gravy, and ground beef wondering how my life I ended up here
Nope. He totaled my car then moved back to Louisiana to work things out with baby mama. I sure know how to pick em
If he's the sort of guy that will fuck in a public restroom, he's the sort of guy that will cheat on his gf. I'm goin for it.
I knew when her mom came in spraying me with Febreeze telling me I smelled like shame it was going to be a rough day.
The funny thing is, we kinda did bring guys home cause you had a fort...
I wanna fuck that hideous moustache right off your face. get the confetti ready for the festivities
She really has to stop the coke at some point. Won't she run out of money eventually?
Won't she run out of nose eventually?
I arrived home at 7am wearing nothing but my underwear and a fedora. I ate half a dozen deviled eggs. Put Katy Perry on repeat. And cried myself to sleep. We cannot go out on Thursday anymore
I found one of those wine glass confetti bits in my ass crack.
Also, if you don't fuck me soon, I will die. I don't want to die like that.
Please tell me why we have been neighbors since elementary school and waited until the night before I moved to fuck.
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