I see my mary-anne walkin' awa-y-y! Bow Nahw now new, ne ne ne ne ne, ne ne nehw, ne ne new new Nah dan ah bwawn-now, ba bwan'll buh dada bwiddly doo.
That was supposed to be me air guitaring the solo from More than A Feeling
I've decided to bang my pen-pal.
Oh. Thats cool. Im not dating anyone right now. Sean gave me chlamydia from some GUY he fooled around with. Im being abstinent.
It ended with me crying and eating pizza in my closet.
I woke up locked in the bar...this has redefined partying.
There are too many people on this bus for it to be even REMOTELY okay that I'm wearing a puke covered sweater
I was just tagged in a picture with a bunch of people i don't know in a house i don't recognize wearing a purple cowboy hat and a boa...i hate tequila
So basically, I've just woken up in another random bed and I go to get my pants and he's wearing them. Like my underwear is in them... What the fuck is wrong with my life?
I mean I don't object to weird looking penis as long as it gets the job done. I just need to get it in. I'm gonna be humping chairs soon.
I was talking about you wanting my dick, but that works too
I don't want a mention or even a whisper of a Shakespeare Festival by that or any other name including, but not limited to, a fucking Renaissance Fair. Are we clear? It will be a DEALBREAKER .
Stoned, drunk, and walking into the library. Look at me multitasking!
When confronted with a choice of going home or fucking the band ALWAYS FUCK THE BAND!!
And with one simple text you can separate the men from the boys...."it's that time of the month."
Damn him and his beautiful face and body and penis.
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