'Watching yourself cry on Photobooth' is the new 'watching yourself cry in the mirror.'
just went home with some hot chick. she has posters of the jonas brothers in her room. i basically ran out of the house.
I'm not high anymore, I decide when it's done.
i literally would have sex with every single person on this girls wall, but not her
There are Star Wars cutouts in his basement. Obi Wan Kenobe watched me give him a handjob.
You can't keep basing your relationship off of the fact that you both love ramen noodles
the tile , carpet , walls , cabinets , even the ceiling ... there is Jello everywhere
it was your idea to have indoor Jello wrestling man
its not that he announces that he can deep throat a banana its the fact he knows he can and it makes me wonder how he found out
Hold my feet while i lean out of the window of the truck.
I want someone to sweep me off my feet and you want someone to fuck you on the kitchen table. They're both perfectly logical needs.
Why were my jeans in the freezer of the mini fridge, and how long have they been in there? On another note, I found my teacher's ID badge.
I don't think meeting his drug dealers counts as a relationship landmark.
She's Jesus crazy. And one if not more other forms of crazy. She's 2.5+ crazy.
Does fucking him in the back of the car with the sun roof retracted count as star gazing?
I don't want to date him...I just want him to cheat on his girlfriend with me.
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