I just wanted to draw pictures of limp wieners on peoples doors and smash pictures of palm trees. That's it.
i just google searched 'can you pop your ovary'
windsor, ontario is like a poor man's amsterdam
no, it is just poor
DUUUDE!! just found out that the fbi has a kids page. guess who's got a new jumior officer printout badge?
there was 12 of us, girls included, shirtless and wielding swords as we bet on rock paper scissors in the middle of the bar. It was like Cinco de Mayo version of the Deer Hunter
He took getting"shit in your neighbors hot tub drunk" way to literally
I just want to have normal problems like what kind of puppy to get, or should I pay a hooker to fuck Scott, or even a dilemma about fucking Twizzlers. I don't know.
Simple revenge plan: break into his house and steal one shoe of every pair
Now I don't feel like I'm sweating cheeseburger all the time.
You're like the fucking Mozart of sexting.
Then again I went over his house after not hanging out since kindergarten and tried to fuck him so maybe I'm partially to blame here
We sexted for four hours straight. Is this really what my life has come to?
Medicine hack, old crowe and ramen flavor packets isnt a cure for the cold.
Its one of those days... someone might die
Would a picture of my dick help?
I just don't understand what you plan on accomplishing there except for losing all vestiges of post-freshman year dignity
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