All these guys look like the American Apparel version of Jesus...
I hate you, and I hope you have babies soon that you love very much. Then I will steal them and feed them to sharks, and you will be so heart broken that you never want to have any more kids and you'll just hide out in a dark room all day wondering how someone could feed another persons babies to sharks.
I have my period so I felt bad and blew him with cash cab in the background. I wanted to yell out the answers but my mouth was full.
watching E! true Hollywood story: curse of the lottery.. i'd probably spend all my money on blow and airplanes too..
making an appointment with student health services to check out my pinkeye on 4/20. they are going to thing this is such a joke
the last time i saw him was an hour he was floating face down in a pool... but i'm sure he's fine.
Good call on the strip club last night. Everytime i smell some flowery candle or air freshener I get transported back to having my face firmly planted in Riah and Desire's tits.
You're welcome.
Me and him were fist fighting in the back of the cab and I offered the driver a 100% tip to call him an asshole. I don't know why.
They better not charge my debit card for what you peed on.
Just saw some dude tumble down the stairs of the bar while leaving...fist pump...and then sprint down the road
And he came by and picked me up. We cuddled in his car then had sex until... an officer doing his rounds put a spotlight on crazy haired, naked me straddling him.
Like he was inside me when I made eye contact with a police man.
I feel like it is our duty to make homophobic people more afraid of us. They're never going to change, but maybe we can get to a "wrath of god" kind of worship-him-or-he'll-destroy-you-with-his-care-bear-stare type thing.
I did it again.
I drunk texted John McCain.
The shrooms were awesome. Everyone's bones in their face looked so beautiful! Everyone had great face structures.
all i remember is walking home without my pants on... when i woke up i was sleeping in between my parents in their bed, no more whiskey wednesdays
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