people and things i regret. that's what i want to do tonight.
I think that we as people have rights and that we should at the very least be warned before being subjected to Fergie
You know it's time to leave Spain when you are back and forth between Skype and a Spanish dictionary trying to figure out out to say "I can still smell you on my skin."
you kept eating the heads off the gummy bears and screaming 'euthanized!'
Hovering on the line between her being fuckable and me being too drunk to fuck. Life's juggling act in progress here.
Good call on the strip club last night. Everytime i smell some flowery candle or air freshener I get transported back to having my face firmly planted in Riah and Desire's tits.
You're welcome.
That kid who fell through your coffee table is here. In a toga.
I want to miss work tomorrow on account of violent projective vomit... Make it happen
I made people serenade her before talking to her and went on a condom run. If I'm going to be in the friend zone, I'm going to be its fucking king.
Well anyways I still cant believe I don't remember such a monumental day in history as you showing me your boobs... Jesus
and i do believe that will be the last time you send me a photograph of our mother in her underwear.
I don't remember how I broke my nose last night, but I woke up with dried blood everywhere. Also, you should tell that guy how you feel.
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
I've been getting a lot of emails from patron lately for being a great customer. Is that awesome, or should I start thinking about seeking help?
Is it wrong for me to wish my cat had arms to get me a beer?
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