i have absolutely no control over my now miserable and whore-ish lifestyle.
I love you. And by the way. I found out a way for you to train your gag reflex. Elliot taught us in math.
i dont even know how to be here
I just learned in bio that our sole purpose for life is to have sex.. so your high number is acceptable. its actually lacking.
Chinatown. Her fortune cookie said "accept the next proposition you receive." TELL ME NO NOW.
She told me that as long as she kept starring at the freckle on her arm she wouldnt throw up
She just referred to her vagina as "this bitch".
He probably has his cowboy hat on, that's his house hat.
I'm sorry for the texts and anything that I said that may have caused confusion, pain or irritation. I shall not be drinking again. Furthermore I will not be keeping a phone on me should I fail to adhere to the prior statement.
This election needs to be over, im tired of girls asking who im going to vote for mid hookup
I just remember her dragging me inside in a panic saying we needed mentos and popcorn I have no fucking clue how we ended up asleep in her closet.
My sister's exploding appendix just cock blocked me...
Is there a tactful way to ask "how are your balls?" Or do I just ask point blank
at this point, i'm only going to therapy to get more free condoms
Nah, we’re just sitting around talking about different kinds of boners
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