Probably, but last night was a special kind of drunk. It was a "let's see how drunk I can get without killing myself" drunk.
She just messaged me 19 sad faces.
he burped in my vagina and tried to deny it...
it was like watching bambi learning to walk, if bambi was 22 and a high functioning alcoholic.
She has either a C-Section scar or a bullet wound, I can't quite tell
thats because you have standards... and i have a thing for guys that give me free drugs.
I'm at home, drinking with my cat. While this is an enjoyable lifestyle, other plans are preferable.
She pulled vodka outta the dryer and told me to drink it
You just can't come from being "the girl who shit her pants."
Your friends are scaring the cats so I'm going to smoke weed with them to call them down.
Tbh you just need to fuck it out like I don't know another solution
And then she proceeded to tell us that blowing your brother made her feel like part of the family. At this point you were still pretending to be a cat. Need I give another reason she can't live with us?
DESTROY DICK DECEMBER\nTHE SUN SHINES ON THE THIRSTY
Steven and I talked about running for office again today. It's fucked that my 3 dream jobs are marijuana bakery owner, bar owner, and president.
You have a full penis tattoo of a cobra fighting a mongoose, don't you?
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