So... 5th graders can't whisper for shit, but apparently I have an awesome rack.
Haha. Niice.
Yeah, I didn't know whether to be shocked or flattered.
both.
i cant talk right now. we are trying to finish our homework so we can play with play-doh
Fell off bed. Face first. 10 stitches. huge scar on forehead. totally going to start telling ppl my parents died fighting Voldemort.
Missing a small section of hand. Hope your night is going better
downstairs . braiding the drunk passed out girls hair, she will thank us In the morning
I returned her cell phone that I found in the bathroom, I felt the stretcher and the ambulance was enough of a learning experience.
it's gotten to the point where there are no existing good choices. even our good choices are bad choice by anyone's standards but ours.
He said I act like a cross between a kindergartener and a high 70 year old man. Which is inacurate because it fails to account for the disco obsession.
Making drunken Mac n cheese at 3 am I understand why witches constantly stir their cauldrons. Much more homogenized temperature and slim chance of boiling over. Good job witches.
MAN I GOT NO SLEEP AND HAD A BREAKFAST OF SKITTLES AND ASPIRIN. I'M LIVING THE LIFE.
don't care how drunk i am. my dick was like "nope, not doing it, you can't make me and i was like oh yes i can"
When she introduced her friend to me I shook his hand and told him not to leave his ugly vest at my apartment in the morning. He took it off and bought me a shot.
Like I'm getting finger banged and my family is making cookies in the kitchen. Talk about terrifying
Should I be worried if two ants just crawled out of my purse?
Yes!
I told him I hooked up with his best friend. And then he ate me out. I'm just THAT GOOD.
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