so the chest pain/shortness of breath/overdose guy we just took to tm hospital is now running down market street from the police in a gown holding his iv.
We hit a deer, sort of a buzz kill. But it's fine.
I have a dream, to one day wake up next to a girl, walk to the washroom and kick her kids toys out of the way. That day has come, yes we can.
like why cant he just admit that he still wants to fuck me even though im underage
Still at the library. i hate tax accounting so much that i've started calling it potions...
So, after having sex with my 4th overweight girl in 2 weeks, I've decided Charlie Sheen syndrome is ruining my life.
Does Vicodin go better with white or red wine?
update: last drink of the night and im naked in my porch hammock. life is good.
Someone wrote Kyle's bitch on me too. I dont even know who Kyle is.
You were telling me last night 101 proof was nothing and you needed 400 proof or better yet military or marine proof, because you're marine grade.... You rascal.
I'm puking in a turkey pan....
But break dance skills will only take you so far
Your vase full of piss was still at his house and he still doesn't know.
We were cuddling in his bed and I asked him a question and followed by making a microphone with my hand and told him to speak into it. If he never talks to me again that's probably why.
Being home for break is weird, just had a full convo with my dad about what I wanted for dinner, while a dildo was on top of me under my comforter
My mom is dancing slutty on the bar I need more drinks to be ok with this
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