i broke up with my boyfriend last night because i had to eat a freezy pop in every color and he ate the last blue one. i sat on the floor and cried for an hour at least. everyone left. so i decided that this whole weed thing isnt really healthy for my relationships.
what happened last night?
u kept telling him to fuck u optimus prime style
that explains why his roommate kept saying autobots roll out this morning as i left
we can't become the bulimic house in the complex dude. Besides, you need teeth for your career.
i was told that i was found face down in a plate of ketchup at the dinner table
he matches the description of mystery hookup #2, 4, and 7
we made out at a charity event. really i was helping the fight against aids...
No, the weekend was great. It was the waking up in the pond in the raft without an oar that sucked. That fucking water is cold at 7am.
Ive never seen one person more proud of themselves of peeing in public and getting away with it.
Just got to Evans to buy weed. His mom showed up unannounced. Now the three of us are chillen. Super.
I thought I was bad, the girl next to me on the bench was feeding a bush a hamburger and introduced me. Only at lollapalooza.
I'm trimming my pubes right now and the battery was wearing down. So I chose to only trim one side. I cut the right side down and now I look like pubic two-face. Right all trim and near and left like a caveman.
You were giving me all the reasons why being the big spoon is such a responsibility, and how you wish you were a girl cause the little spoon does nothing
I felt like I crashed a wedding. Everyone was dressed so nice and I was covered in actual dirt and a little blood.
i just watched a 27 minute video about owls...that high.
It wasn't until after we began having sex again the next morning I realized I didn't know his name.
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