Can i not drive my cunt home
I just want to sing "highway to the danger zone" when I'm taking his pants off.
she's got a whisker from her dead cat taped to the wall. I'm pretty sure that about sums it up...
I'm bringing poparts in case anyone gets hungry. The trek to frat row is strenuous.
I can blatently call girls sluts here and they think i'm speaking norwegian
It's like even though I'm not in college anymore my body still knows it's September and is putting itself into competitive binge drinking mode.
you were wearing a pair of wings and handing out McDonalds apple pies, if anyone refers to you as the "Rave Fairy" you now know why.
THIS EXPLAINS SO MUCH.
I can only use one eye at a time. And if I want to listen, I have to close both of them.
Yes, yes I will fake crap in his house for you.
as much as I don't like snorting drugs, I would totally be fine with someone doing a line off my ass. that's just a whole new up
Tbh I would eat a grilled cheese off your dick.
Good, I've got all this booze. It's intimidating to be in the room alone with it..
Also. Picked being late to work over the maid finding my vibrator. Life choices....
sarahs drunk and is drawing dinosaurs all over the apartment. should i stop her?
whats she drawing them with?
eyeliner
no that's ok
Theres a free llama on craigslist. Are you in or are you in?
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