Hey its bob the builder. Where did you go?
And i laid in the yard with carrots on my chest cause i wanted a bunny
i looked up his schedule, waited outside his classroom, and handed him the receipt for plan b
just started drinking the sprite you used to ice your crotch last night. Missing you already
i think you broke pat's ankle when you drove over it... he's freaking out but on a more serious note i'm 99% sure i saw a werewolf
if by "adventure" you actually mean "getting ridiculously high and shaving our legs," then yes.
Just got into a fight with a trashcan, today is obviously not going to be my day.
i think god would be more upset with me for turning down such a beautifully crafted cock than he would for me liking girls
I can't wait to see you again...not a euphemism, just really looking forward to seeing you. Wanting to fuck you as often as possible just seems implied at this point.
I may have been mad at the Supreme Court/patriarchy and tried to hate fuck myself.
I think I'm in the negatives for the quantity of fucks given today.
Apparently I told him he would be good for human sacrifice.
You thought you were Snapchating on your tablet, but were really just poking John Stamos' face on my Full House dvd case...
I see myself subsisting on tequila for the next several days.
Drunk me also decided it would be funny to change all the passwords on my computer last night. Now I can't log into anything.
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