he promised me brunch in the morning so i felt like it was ok....i really need to get a job.
they're both coked to the gills having a shouting match about the powers and abilities of godzilla. and using the wikipedia entry on the topic to support their respective arguments.
Is it sad I don't want to go buy $1 Mac-n-cheese cause I need to pay rent... I'm re-naming this college.
Also, peanut butter on a spoon dinner is back in existence and it is good.
I vaguely remember making out with his tattoo (?) and giving him an awesome massage and then I passed out on his floor. Shrug
I think i should wear mittens next time we have sex.
On way back. With a shopping cart. Minimal casualties.
Balls deep in an Orange is the New Black marathon. Bring food and drugs.
Listen, unless you want to spend your birthday in a trunk, you better invite me
like are we talking 'quick beer' bad or 'break out the real vodka' bad
I was just hotboxing under my sheets and I got lost on the way out.
It was so scary.
I'm missing my left shoe, and there's a note on my foot (in my handwriting) that says "HAHA BITCH" Any explanation for this?
Science requires me to take a picture of your nipples.
we had to invent a new word for how drunk I was last night
woke up between a girl's legs. make your own conclusion.
Why do so many fanfic writers want to see hockey players get pregnant?
Randomize
