This row in front of you is like duck, duck, goose - but eating disorder, eating disorder, failed eating disorder
I just woke up and realized I puked in my boxers WTF.
You stay classy.
The worst part was I forgot until I tried to put them on.
I was on top riding him and his friend walks in and watched for a minute before he realized what was going on
he told us the story of how he fought ketchup, mustard, and thomas the train engine all in one night. if that doesn't sound like an acid trip i dont know what does.
well i was about to unbutton his pants but then i realized they had an elastic waste-band, so no, that didnt happen
i'm transferring to degrassi. i don't care that it's severely canadian. classes are five minutes long, there's no actual work and you can get oot of class whenever you want to go have a dramatic scene with someone in the hall
you're the best thing to happen to me. closely followed by learning to ejaculate, and drugs.
I just caught myself watching and Irish step dance documentary in my underwear drinking nyquil through a straw at 2 in the afternoon. today's off to a good start.
The other night I NICELY told her she looked like Jack Sparrow
my pupils became my eyes and i slept with a cloth in my mouth again
He said we were over, wrote my name on the condom he left in my car last night and said he'd always keep it in case I came back. It was kind of romantic
the people next to us at the red light cheered for you while you puked out the window...
You should frame my arrest warrant.
She's the prison bitch to my Martha Stewart.
I don't know..He walked out of your room with a kraft single..and blood on his shirt...He really wanted cheese.
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