Hello, balls-out mistake. It's been a while.
he cracked the bottle of jager at 11am and said "hey, its Saturday and I gotta do something"
his semen tasted like maple syrup. no wonder fat girls always wanna fuck him.
You're just telling me nice things because you came in my eye.
mid-sex i was thinking.. these are not the right balls slapping me
FUCK YOU CALIFORNIA. YOU DO NOTHING RIGHT. FIRST PROP 8 AND NOW THIS.
GET THE DICK OUT OF YOUR MOUTH AND CHECK FACEBOOK.
Think worst case scenario and then dress sluttier
On the back of that comment, I've formed a theory that as a result of my brainwashing your drunk self actually believes that beards are your calling.
i can't understand anything he's saying. But he spells alcohol right everytime so i deciphered it.
Yea I saw a friend of yours carrying your limp body somewhere
I love my life sometimes. I do miss being an adult, from time to time, but a little vodka always changes my mind.
then looked at this little girl next to me and was like "don't drink when you get older and don't let your best friend be with assholes." she looked at me like i was crazy
Buying a new pipe this morning, and setting up career plans this afternoon. It's called balance
Started dabbing in blow again because he always hated that I did it. Yuh I’m doing drugs but at least I’m doing me?
Randomize
