There was a pool of blood on my desk and we still don't know who it belongs to. missed a good party, man.
some how when im high sleep beats hunger...its like how paper beats rock it doesnt make any fucking sense but it still happens
Well I'm glad to hear the fight wasnt over his small dick.
I have minimal recognition and a lot of burns on my tongue and my vagina hurts.
I researched the whole pregnancy breast feeding with piercings. I think you dont have to worry about the trifecta milk spraying thing.
like he couldn't stop by and throw me in the back seat and ask for a blowjob? he had to give me flowers?
I think I'm gonna quit partying for awhile. Piercing my own nose is where I draw the line.
I'm just gonna use that pot butter as dip for chips. That's fat, American AND stoner!
BUT I think maybe Thursday in celebration of America we should probably tan and see how fast we can finish everything in the liquor cabinet.
She has "Massive Shits" listed as a turn off. That's very specific and there's a story behind it I bet.
Sweet, got a date tomorrow night
I was sending him tit pics while watching how to train your dragon 2. It was everything.
he's really high and upset. he just found out alice from the brady bunch died
Just because I also want a blowjob doesn't mean I don't want to just see you too.
I think that living in the "now" is the worst fucking ghandi buddha whatever advice bc that means I'm just gonna get drunk in the now.
As long as it's more "this is where i see an issue" vs "psst.... tiddies" then i have no argument
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