i dont remember who you are as you are in my phone as "mr. peanut."
All I remember is yelling at him to admit he liked Bon Jovi, then accusing him of giving love a bad name.
she's walking around the room telling people she can make the room move with her mind and then she shakes her head really fast yelling 'see?!'
i stalked him back to the creation of his facebook in november 2008. that bad.
would he be offended if i told him that "national coming out day" is october 11. thats subtle enough right?
Are you dead or are you taking another 13 hour nap? you need to let me know these things ahead of time so i dont worry.
my shower just felt like jesus cried on me. like he shed tears just for my shower.
We were squawking at each other for over an hour like chickens. Literally. Never touching the stuff again and never again showing my face at that Denny's.
Get caught with marijuana. Cop takes piece. Buy new bong. Circle of fun.
I have invented a new sport: freshman-watching. I'm sitting on our porch literally dying watching the freshmen run around trying to find parties
I suppose I should wish you a happy one year of bumping uglies
Moments after comforting her about her boyfriend issues I found myself in the other room showing him my tits.
There's scrapes on the inside of both my thighs.. Because we wanted to get drunk and climb trees naked.
When you get shitfaced you find strippers when I get shitfaced I speak to woodland creatures, do you see the dilema?
YO I WASNT TRYING TO MAKE A PASS AT YOU.... Or Jesus
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