Got a plan. Ill do rock paper scissors and if you win we smoke a joint. Throw rock.
I ate a lot of your sunchips. I mean a lot. Like 4 to 5 bags.
They left shortly after you claimed the dirty rug as your mattress and began alternating between singing "Dayman" and "Nightman"
Pants on the Ground is the theme song of my life
I woke up this morning with a hospital armband on containing all the information off my fake i.d. WTF did we do last night!?!?
I'm gonna have sex with a woman...help
Responsibility does not care about your dick.
Seriously. You just grinded your ass all over the heisman trophy's dick. I want you to think about that.
Sweet and genuine is kinda lame. I'm more of a bust all over your face and hair kinda guy.
Uhm the hair is off limits bro, conditioner can only go so far.
Bro? You just made it a target.
He showed up in booty shorts and no shirt and said dont laugh dont ask questions and give me a fucking final and no one in class said anything we just sat there speehless
There is a pile of hair outside the apartment next door. At least now I know what all that shouting was about last night.
My black heart of coal cannot compete with your boiling crock pot of teddy bears, rainbows, 90s music, and the good candy you get from rich people on Halloween.
On celebration of the Supreme Court ruling I feel it is our patriotic duty to have a threesome
I'd probably lick every tooth in Carly Rae Jepson's fucking mouth.
Teen Choice Awards are on if your wondering.
rock bottom is drinking straight vodka from a protein shaker, singing one direction and crying alone in your room. exams.
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