Remember when you weren't going to be a shit show?
I didnt attack him, I heard I threw a chair at him- big difference. And you know Im not a creep so whatever
Day 3 of Lent and I would already kill a puppy if God would give me permission to masturbate
I just found a bottle of gin in my vegetable crisper. Party is back on.
She made a roadhead CD. Can I marry her?
It was like you were trying to communicate only you were using every letter of the alphabet but in no order and in a different language
I just sit in the cubicle for 8 hours and do keagles.
She came to class yesterday wearing a shirt saying Maybe Partying Will Help. Showed up to class today and puked three times.
smoked some of that legal weed last night, felt like God himself legit bent me over his knee and spanked my ass. Never again..never.
I just sold my hat for three car bombs. I call that a win.
Chris used to fill up a Camel Back for thirsty Thursday. God I really miss him, do you remember when he gets out of jail?
and it's like......my shirt is off and he's talking about quidditch. why.
I don't just want drugs. I deserve drugs.
Update: tequila girl had her hand down groomsmen pants
I may or may not have been feeling patriotic and banged Captain America in a closet. SPOILER ALERT: We broke his shield
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