Learned a lot. Like boys with frosted tips still exist. And that they're sensitive to constructive criticism.
So on facebook, the pictures from my church mission trip are right up next to the pictures of my first time on E. Sorry Jesus.
you did pass out in the elevator last night, so it could be motion sickness
girl in the front row yawned. double jointed jaw. i know where i'll be sitting next class
i think of them as a grilled chicken salad and a fried chicken biscuit. obviously Amy is better for me, but when i'm eating her all i can think about is how much better the blonde must taste.
you're close to getting here right? Because if you're still not here and I have to get dressed to answer the door for the pizza guy, i'm tipping him $100 on your credit card to spite you
Well, I was going to ask you what happened to all my lipstick. Until I saw the giant red penis on my living room wall.
It's cheaper then a lap dance and you get your hair cut.
He only talks to me during the summer and it's probably because I let him fuck me in my pool last year.
We fed him just...so many bright colored crayons when he was blacked out. I hope he looks at his shits because this could be all for nothing
I still think he fell and scraped his elbow and lost his credit card buying 8 hot chocolates for hobos
Pretending to be completely fried so the odd girl next to me doesnt suspect im simply staring at her.
Either she's trying to smother me and failing, or she just has a really bad sense of where her tits should go.
You kept shouting about how you were the king of all bitches...and doors, for some reason.
There's wax on my nightstand, my sheets look like Christmas, and my vagina feels like it got into a fight. All signs of a good night
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