margs and chips and queso make the world go round
well and inertia
my head feels like I tried to put alcohol out of business last night
I thouht it was time to go to sleep and suddenly I was front row on brokeback mountain
I'm getting the same feeling waiting for the web-page to load that has my final grades that I get when I take a pregnancy test. I think I'm gonna leave my computer for 3 minutes.
I'm eating mac and cheese for dinner that way when I puke later it'll be festive halloween orange.
I've learned something. I regret way too may Tuesdays in my life to be normal
i told you that I felt like my feet were melting into the ground and you starting blowing on them to put out the "invisible fire". thanks friend.
I respect the size of her balls.
Yeah but I don't respect the size of her anything else.
I smell like hot dogs and captain morgan it's 11:20 am what is my life
So here's my pathetic thought of the day: what does it smell like to be sober?
If he doesn't get here soon I'm taking off my thong and eating his dinner.
LISTEN TO ME! DONDE ESTA LA FUCKING VICODIN!
it was like where's waldo, only the stakes were much higher.
If he ever pulls my hair again, I'm going to conveniently have lock jaw. Then he can decide whether pain during sex is still fucking appealing.
Intelligence report: the hot sister called you gross, the sweet sister says you're dumb, and the smart sister says all the other men she knows would have to die for her to hook up with you.
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