No, I'm not okay. Girls are wearing BUMPITS here.
Omg!!!! Call me in the morning I just saw A stripper queef out a dollar
I feel like after all he sees, the dog needs to get baptized.
we're about an hour out, how's the weather?
cloudy with a chance of strippers and cocaine, you're favorite. welcome home.
My mom is holding a picture of me, crying, and saying "where did I go wrong" over and over again.
she said I was laying next to a garbage can in the subway doing key bumps and screaming "its my fucking birthday" repeatedly
We had on the same team jersey so at the time it made sense to hook up.
Duh.
I made a Wendy's employee say fuck this and quit because I started flipping out due to a baked potato shortage. Of course I had a good night
I don't remember what you were saying to me in the bathroom. But whatever it was, yes, because i remember nodding a lot.
Yes... I'll kill two birds with one crazy ecstacy filled night.
I AM CRUING IT IS 93:2 AM AND I AM CYGIN INT BED
I feel like I should throw some tampons around my workspace so everyone will know what's really going on
My mom comes home from her weekend with her lesbian co-workers and asks "You wanna know how I got these bruises?" I've never been more torn about anything EVER.
Let's just say his oral game was lacking. Hell, lacking is too nice of a word to describe it.
Your vagina is not a steamboat from the 1800's
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