I felt like I was in a real life creepy Myspace message. "girl u cute" ... "girl u got a really nice smile"
No I remember falling down the stairs I just don't remember it hurting.
Word to the wise: learn how to ask "What is my bail posted as" in French before traveling abroad.
So how do we make 4/20 better than every other day we are stoned?
I think we need to stop being best friends, its not good for our vaginas.
The thing is you're all "holy crap this isn't nearly as bad as I thought pissing on my own face would be."
she has her graduation year in her skype name, it's like a constant reminder that she's jail bait.
Just filled the brita up in the bathtub because we couldn't get it into the sink.
I shouldn't trust a guy I just met with the pull out method. That's a big responsibility.
Advice for you. Never grate cheese on your counter then not cleanup the scraps, then have your bf over and endup having sex on the counter. Theres literally cheese melted in and around my ass.
I knew from the second he called his penis glorious that I was meant to sleep with him
Question for you. Do you want to go out somewhere or do you want to have sloppy joes at my house? That's not a euphemism for anything; I actually have stuff to make sloppy joes
I got my period during my acid trip. It was weird.
He started planning our future mid-hookup. You tell me how my night was.
Nothing says “I spent too much in Vegas” quite like eating a jar of pickles for dinner and planning on cream of celery soup for breakfast tomorrow.
Randomize