I just read the lonely terrorist on nwa had 40 more friends than me on facebook
Lauren she was gnawing on a dresser. Gnawing. On. A. Dresser.
It's a self-perpetuating puke chain.
you two really need to work out your issues. my vagina can't handle another week of your pent up frustrations.
I wonder what acid is like for a blind person... Can we find this out?
the only way I will be happy is if my gallon spiderman bucket is full of either popcorn, nutella and peanut butter, or fried rice. CHOOSE WISELY.
I would rather her be sleeping with someone new than getting to go Harry Potter world before me...
Are you jealous of my sweatsuit? It's how I get men on Tinder.
If all that ever happens between us is orgasms and dank memes, I think I'd be okay with that.
falling asleep on a hardwood floor changes a person
I mean, I already hooked up with her boyfriend. The least I can do is accept her facebook friend request.
HAMMERED.. I made a peanut butter and jelly sandwich with toilet paper instead of bread...
Oh my god, my vagina is cursed. He's cursed my vagina so that no one but him can maintain a boner around me. I'm sure of it.
Is it a bad thing when vodka doesn't taste like vodka anymore?
I walked in the kitchen and heard her saying "We could have been so good together" as she caressed an egg with her cheek.
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