tweet Hawks Win!! tweet
That's how twitter works, right?
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.
nutella sex= disaster
It smells like wine and fried chicken. Im confused and intrigued.
How do I tell a friend I drunkenly broke into his house and may have lost his dog
it's just one of those nights where i don't care if anyone sees my vagina
Heard puking from next door. Looks like the third floor won't be any different than the second.
Please put me in a whole with no windows and never let me out.
She thinks Jesus was an astronaut.
His status said "sad." of course I liked it. I don't even care that I was the only one. Facebook isn't your god damn journal, we don't care about your problems.
No. You're getting a Viking funeral and I'm pawning your shit.
On the other hand, this could be a new level of shame for me.
These last few days with George, grandma, and now Carrie all dying have been pushing me further and further into rum's sweet embrace.
Howd it go?
Well we had the "no we're not fucking on the porch" conversation but then we totally fucked on the porch. So I'd say alright.
So technically I made out with my second cousin this weekend... But it's by marriage and I'm adopted, so it's ok.
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