i've lived in the woods for so long, as long as its post-op, i don't care.
I wouldn't necessarily call it an addiction, more of a passion. I'm habitually passionate.
Im interpreting your silence as a silent plea for me to come wake you up. See you soon.
smoking a bowl while I'm peeing. i love having a big dick.
My mom would probably be ok with my lifestyle as long as she doesn't see that photo of me doing bong rips in a Jesus costume.
I need a Xanax. A Veggie Delight. And exhibition style sex.
I feel like the only phrases I can clearly speak while drunk consist of: i'm fucking drunk, chug, and shots
I thought monday through wednesday was a YOLO free zone.
No, he went to go get condoms. The least I could do was chug two beers before he got back
When he sent me a picture, I swear my vag frowned. That tiny.
I can only use one eye at a time. And if I want to listen, I have to close both of them.
sorry for running off in the middle of that heart to heart. free food.
I've had pants off for 3 hours now. America.
like I'd leave you in a situation like that..pfft. what kinda friend do you think I am?
...a stoned one.
My mom has tinder, she is 45 and has her age setting at 18-29. And she still gets more matches than me
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