Its about making memories worth repressing
If you did the rosary as much as you masturbated, you would be the pope
We discussed how the marijuana was making the dopamine float around our nucleus accumbens last night when we were high. Yet another example of how our science classes are perverting our good times.
Like that girl needs to get her shit together. For her vagina's sake.
fun fact of the day: the man setting up my checking account at my bank has thrown up on my front lawn.
Party Liz is going to have to have her wings clipped until someone gets me some baby reins to wear
Your couch is like an animal shelter for stray drunks.
Opened the apartment door and the smell of sex and weed literally slapped me across the face. Kudos.
Did I fall on/off the boat yesterday? Cuz my right leg looks and feels like if it got hit by shrapnel.
note: just because the casino is called bourbon street, it doesn't mean you can puke and keep walking and no one will care. chalk me up for another 86
fuck you I'm eating salad I can't be drunk.
He drunk texted me what I think is two snails fucking on a mushroom. Is "you sick bastard" too mild a rejection?
I'm a fuck boy trapped in a single mom's body.
Did you know that chef boy-ar-dee was a real person? I watched a show about him. the history of the ravioli is more scandalous than you would think.
It was bad. U were calling my cat "kittiano" and playing her like a piano. Way too drunk my friend.
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