I'm too stoned for this. I'm Canadian.
he just found out his girl is having a boy. he's probably googling "Ed Hardy diapers" as we speak.
he was CRYING into my vagina
y-o-u-r-e = you are, y-o-u-r = your. you are a bag of douche not your bag of douche. if you're going to insult me at least do it in proper english. that is all.
At the wedding. Seated next to the bar. No way this ends well
I hope to God 2011 is the year I stop loving tequila.
If i pass out for a while at graduation, please atleast TRY to wake me?
You should make it a point to use vocabulary that is competition appropriate around him, like "champion" and "training" and "victory sex"
I cried and ate like 6 tacos in the taco bell parking lot at almost midnight, sober, alone, listening to a demi lavato cd. And that was the good part.
He looks like he'd be great Lego character.
I just caught myself watching and Irish step dance documentary in my underwear drinking nyquil through a straw at 2 in the afternoon. today's off to a good start.
Although I would ideally cut back on smoking weed, imagine what getting high and looking for our spirit animals would be like
Let's make an agreement. No drugs until you finish all your homework. I'm hiding them as we speak.
I left my parents and ran through the airport. I was like I'm not getting stuck in Atlanta tonight and not having sex.
I woke up with a pube in my teeth...I'm disturbed cause we're both clean shaven
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