thx for the lesson on dirrty dancing
Now would be a great time to stop wondering " Who let the dogs out" and go to sleep
Im watching someone hooking up in the library
procrastination at its finest
Everyone is hammered wasted already...young, old, the dying, babies...we got them all
she cried into her fur with two handfuls of money- she was the physical manifestation of white girl problems
I hear youre working today. To keep you entertained, ive compiled a list of condiments that my dick has NOT been slathered in since last Friday: Relish, and raspberry jam. That's right.
I have a pocket in my purse that is just for condoms and cocktail swords. I feel like that speaks volumes about me as a person
the cops were hovering over him then shinned a flashlight to the floor above ours, then I realized that some fucker jumped from the third story.
fuck our hall.
I've wasted nicer days than this hungover and dry heaving in bed.
I woke up to her screaming at the various pictures of nutsacks she found on her camera
I woke up naked except for someone else's socks. Im so proud
I think I have to break up with him. I just cried, not moaned, screamed, etc, cried, with tears of sadness and disappointment when I came.
I just found out my younger brother has me saved in his contacts as "Womb Primer" and I don't know what to do with this information
I dunno. The drunker I get, the easier econ gets. I may be onto something here.
It's done, I'm done, goodbye veneer of class and dignity it was nice knowing you
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