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.
No, drunk sperm still make babies.
I decided that just having that story under my belt and being able to tell it to my grandchildren is worth the regrets of the evening.
its no coincidence her full name and "cling" are the same in t9
i just got painted green i'm not about to leave for anything
Question: Would it be wrong to just fuck both of them and decide who to date one performance of their cocks?
Just found out the guy that gave me herpes died. now everytime I get a flare up, it'll be like he's coming back to say hello
it was surprisingly calming to be rocked to sleep by his roommate humping on the bottom bunk
Yessssssssss. I got taped to a couch last night apparently. I also thought i was close to scoring after talking to some chick about hard boiled eggs
I just don't understand how a line to ride a camel on a college campus could be too long for you to wait in.
Well, I just bought plan b with the tips I made from the job that I slept with my manager. So yeah, that's my life. How's yours?
Just cried watching Wimbledon, worst comedown ever.
I brought a travel sized bottle of baby powder and sprinkled it on all of the couples making out on the wall in the basement
you said you wanted to call me grandma and give me hugs
I'm a fuck boy trapped in a single mom's body.
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