we went to a bar last night, drank beer in plastic cups. I took pics w/a random kid i pulled into a photobooth & i have easy mac in my purse. I belong here.
I have decided that a Nickelback cover band would be the pinnacle of loserdom.
his life revolves around getting high and answering people on yahoo answers. he's perfect for you.
Idk he's just laying there passed out with a French fry up his nose and without any pants on. Boner and everything.
So last night I learned something new. Whenever I drink beer out of a bottle a random guy buys me another one. It was like as soon as the glass hit my lips every guy in a 20ft radius got a hard on.
Bring fortys. we have the duct tape. its onnn mothafuckaaaa
Bring scissors.....i think im gonna have to be cut out of this damn jockstrap
That bar is one yeast infection away from total annihilation.
I feel like I should have backed off when "I love you" came out on the third date. Now I'm in her bed wondering which door my shrine is behind. Fuck.
The inflatable penis from those pics was mine... We broke him that night
it's too much effort for something that isn't food.
Girl, he's like catnip for my pussy.
you can see where the duct tape was on my nipple
she crawled a good forty meters just to whisper in my ear... "dildon't"
honestly, fuck you guys. i'm gonna get drunk by myself
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