the cure to his relationship is in or around my vagina.
i friday night watching house. god, i need a life, friends, and a legitimate fake id.
The class that normally occupies the room we use for my Monday class had to do posters as if for a Hamlet movie and they pick actors for each character and this person wrote "Robert D. Niro"
failed my one goal of the day: wake up before 2 pm.
okay, this game isn't funny anymore. tell us where all the forks are.
whoever set the energy saving light timer in the lobby bathroom cleraly has no concept how long a work dump takes
3pm strippers are depressing
In case you're wondering where my head is at right now, it's wishing that I was getting laid and not having a debate about cheese.
So, seriously. How does it feel to know that you're riding a cock that was in kindergarten when you were going to prom?
Is there a polite/non-lush way to ask how alcohol ranks on their list of priorities? Because like idk how to break the ice furreal.
You threw a handful of caps into a pitcher of Heineken and asked everyone if they wanted to go "bobbing for molly"
All he gave me was a sore vagina and film suggestions
Learn from my mistakes. DO NOT try to steam a garment of clothing while you are wearing it. The burn is not worth the de-wrinkle.
It's okay to masturbate while watching the Comey testimony right?
That song just makes me wanna take off my top and shake my titties all around the club.
Randomize
