I'm at a Mexican Walmart. Wish you were here.
I'm going to an arts college, I live next to the frat houses, and my room number is 420. god has plans for me and I couldn't be happier.
I am so high I am beginning to unironically like Vanessa Carlton.
I wonder if u can grow weed on Framville and sell it to Mafia Wars?
My gaydar just like overheated and exploded watching the male figure skaters on the olympics
then we talked for a little and he asked my last name which since I have yet to get a fb request I'm 95% sure its for a restraining order
Sunshine is the equivalent of sprinkling whore pellets on campus.
He's afraid of heights. How do I know, you ask? Blowjob on his roof.
I think i should wear mittens next time we have sex.
Holy crap, church bells in Cibolo just scared the hell out of me. I'm pretty sure they were yelling sinner at me.
I just wanna get high and take a fucking awesome nap. Those are my goals for the week.
I was really hoping my 420 would involve a lot more weed and a lot less buttholes
It took 5 bourbons for him to handcuff and spank me and then he cried after sex. The men that like me are so unstable.
Sometimes self-care is taking a shot of vodka and moving on.
Do you think if I explain to her I want to have loud, unprotected sex with her sister she'll understand?
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