how the fuck am i supposed to make breakfast with spaghettios and mustard
Here's my recipe for happiness. Go get a pen. 1. smoke a bowl 2. put on explosions in the sky 3. take a bath. Do this for about 1 hour or until all your problems go away.
You just kept saying "I want my babies to look like you."
I have no idea. Next thing I know we're all down on one knee saying the pledge of allegiance and then singing I'm Proud to be an American. Then Trevor ate pizza off the sidewalk.
So I'm up to masturbating three times a day, drunk textin my ex, not doing any hw and I've failed half of my tests so far
Sounds better than last semester
Doubtful. That seems irresponsible. The 4th will kill you if you stopped drinking until then. Let's think logically.
Ugh I just wanna make an announcement like: Attention high school classmates: if we haven't spoken in 5 years, we don't need to start now. Please be on your way
i just called my dad a bottom. he agreed
Because the guy guy doing the drawing either wanted to bone, or wanted us to stop entering the contest. Either way, we got concert tickets so I'm cool with both scenarios.
And my nipple is sore from him biting it. That is not a complaint.
I'n not even sure we went out, but I know we broke into a cemetery.
I manage to fit my wine bottle in my koozie and the rest is history
Def don't remember taking those pics I sent you...but it looks like I was in a car? Shit. Looks like my Uber passenger rating just went up exponentially.
She called to tell me she just hooked up with my crush...and that he talked about me...not sure if I should be pissed or excited?
can we fuck so we can live up to our nicknames for eachother?
Randomize
