you thought your balls were fighting each other...
Not gonna lie i was comfortable between the allsups air conditioners while you were talking to the cop.
I know how to say Yes, No, and Your Mother's Vagina. So almost fluent.
Worst decision of artistic career thus far: bringing a banana to eat on male model day.
Most people would probably take his lack of responses as a queue to stop. But nope, not me. I just keep going. And that's why I don't have a bf, just a little weinered friend
I'm beginning to think the entirety of my appeal is due to the size of my ass.
Besides, I don't need any more men there who have seen my tits. #bearwatch2014
I wonder if there is a über wall of shame that you are currently on. Like between drivers.
Apparently, Lolla sends you an email every time you use your wristband to buy a beer.
21 new emails...yikes
I just sent him a message bearing my soul about how much he means to me as a friend and his first response is "are you drunk?"
Shit like this is why I'm a bitch to everyone.
Well he waved at me as he was leaving so he def noticed the staring, and by staring i mean blatant eye fucking from across the bar..
He said watch this and then went and tripped into a group of 40 year old women, now he's leaving the club with them.
I just watched a magician wearing a fedora deep throat a balloon\n
I feel like the physical embodiment of the pot leaf eyes smiley face
I've never sung with balls in my mouth
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