Its about making memories worth repressing
I found out he doesn't have a facebook, twitter, or myspace. So, I'm going to actually go to his house to spy on him.
no sex. but he left me weed, so almost as good.
Just did lines off a tackle box. Love Montana.
I don't fucking care about the convenience of not having freudian slips. I spent 2009-2011 screwing around with 3 different Daniels. 2012 WILL be the dawn of a new day
How about a mike?
Already had two of those
I woke up and he used my makeup to write "hope you don't get pregnant" on my mirror before he left
He showed up at my house, drunk, proclaiming that he needed to fuck me...my dad let him in
Well, I made it all the way to the gas station. And from there, I begged a cab driver who was parked outside, to give me a piggy back ride the final 2 blocks to my apartment. I wasn't in the cab. Didn't have to pay. Drunk me is smart, and very lazy.
You would be so proud at how green we're being. Re-using last night's jello shot containers.. saving the world one step at a time
at crossfit today a guy shit his pants while deadlifting 405 lbs. coach made fun of him then congratulated him on his new personal record.
You shouldn't have to. I think you should bust into work like "pay homage to my magical vagina!"
No feeling is better than coming home from your booty call and putting on a fresh pair of granny panties
I think I just got buffalo sauce on my penis. Is that a turn on or off?
If I could tell my younger self three things it would be: 1. Smoke a lot more weed 2. Have a lot more sex 3. Own a good set of pots and pans
No, I told him I was busy again this weekend. Eventually he’ll learn. Plus, absence makes the cock grow harder
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