Donna and I are betting on whether or not you are going to cheat on your boyfriend tonight....I said you wouldnt do it.
You might as well just give her the money now.
Before you ask, yes. Whatever you're wearing IS too slutty for his mom's funeral.
every time fb tells me a dude i fucked is now friends with another dude ive fucked, i die a little inside. thats way more honesty than im comfortable with.
his apartment was in a funeral home, walk of shamed through a visiation in the skankiest outfit i own
spotted: something called the tunnel of opression. i feel like if we patricipated we wouldnt even be phased or we could run it better than them
STD scares really help you understand the whole six degrees of separation thing...
I've already made the "blackout on move in day" decision
cocks speak louder than words, as they say
Nobody says that.
Tell him to dress up like Shaggy and kidnap him then bring him to me. We can pretend. Imaagination.
I chugged that bitch with a dip in.
You somehow managed to be a man whilst drinking a Mike's Hard. I commend you.
Who the fuck cries when they're stoned?!
Sorry man I just really wanted a McChicken
I seriously want to say to him "Do you know how many blow jobs you could have gotten this summer?"
I'm worried about how taking care of my mom's dog while being on acid will go.
It's only 9 and these two girls are already walking around Walmart barefoot and holding their heels. WE NEED TO STEP IT UP.
1 why did you tell them where i peed last night and 2 where the fuck are you
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