Pot didnt help. Now Im even sadder but now im afraid of the clouds and the crickets.
I got to stop making out with my boss at work. I think we should just get it overwith, be dissaponted and move on.
And then I have a slight inkling that I went up to the bar and tried to order the bartender.
Imagine a baby lion feeding on an injured gazelle and it tasting fresh blood for the first time. That's me and this breakfast sammich
I had sex on an exercise ball. The inevitable has occurred.
Sorry I tried to blow your roommate in your room. I felt more at home there.
It's alright she couldn't hear you. Her legs were over her ears
well, obviously he didn't fuck me for my strong moral fiber.
You're either a hooker or Beyonce. Beyonce is abnormally good at doing everything in heels
I'm gonna have to kick a girl scouts ass...
went out to hit golf balls, ended up doing splits at the bar. you're a bad influence.
I just jacked off to nostalgia.
Maybe if I ever do become a counselor, I would just implement a kind of intensive meme therapy.
Oh. My. God. I. Am. Going. To. Punch. Someone. In. The. Face. Immediately.
There is way too much butt cleavage here for a formal event.
Randomize