Shit. Come in my room. Bring a trashcan and an icepack
protesters in toronto definately have the best pot
I may or may not be taking a bath listening to the Phantom of the Opera. This lovely moment brought to you by xanax.
We need to tone down the drinking before our 7pm class. I don't remember receiving any of these handouts.
The cabbie told me fat girls shouldn't wear tight clothes, and that he feels bad for the guys that have to be underneath them, especially because their positions are "very limited" and proceeded to ask me if I had a trash can and if I could throw something away for him. Don't worry though, he promised it wasn't anything "bad". He then handed me a tied up grocery bag with a bunch of wadded up Kleenex that weighed about 3 pounds. To answer your question, yes I made it home. Fml
just peed in rthe mens room but seranaeded them with adelle the whole timee so they didnt mind
Okay now that I've been wanting to eat these hot cheetos in the bathroom, I know it's time I need to stop smoking and go to sleep.
Just smokin in the creek with some deer, they like the smoke, I know.
Hey you remember last Super Bowl when I sent you a pic of my testicles? Memories...
You better fucking tell me or I'm turning blow job week into go fuck yourself week.
I mean I want to be happy but it's a train wreck that you can't look away from
Last night was so embarrassing. I got like almost blackout drunk and threw up in my hand and then blamed it on someone else.
We're both fucking guys named Frank. Our friendship was meant to be.
Dude you came into the room last night soak and wet and told me you just took a shit in the shower
my mom tells me this morning that i was blasting teach me how to dougie at 2 am last night and refused to leave her room until she dougied with me
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