Cold hands, warm shart.
I feel like if I were on Intervention, I would have to be a season finale.
I'm just not sure how to initiate the "do you want to have sex with my boyfriend and I" conversation
Things are going great. I have tons of beer, margaritas, and theres an inflatable swan in the mix.
i think the penis that was inside of me changed my life
I HAVE stop dating guys for their prescriptions, you have no idea how awkward family dinner was. Thank god for his xanax.
Oh my God. He stopped counting at 22.. His senior year. I feel the STDs infecting my taint as we speak.
Hope you don't mind if I never tell my family about you.
Also I feel that I would be a hell of a sled dog operator.
You know you are 86'd from the legacy right? You can't down shots then spike the shot glass
I feel like I just want to take a shot of jack, have sex, and shoot myself in the face. In that order exactly.
Well right but if we go, he may just disappear for a long time into the unknown with the drag queens.
It's after midnight. I didn't find the answer to my problem, but I did find the bottom of a bottle of vodka, so... there's that.
Your not drunk until you have to grab on to the grass to keep from falling off the earth.
Tell me that I didn't just get ash in my Russian and just mix it TF in bc who cares and life has no meaning.
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