Last night i was so high that i came home and did a taste test of every vitamin water and wrote theyre grade down on paper.
school has made you so classy.
that's mcgill. producing sluts since 1884.
Dood you jacked it to warcraft. you can't come back from something like that
so I woke up and found tortilla in my belly button
went for icecream. accidentally deepthroated it. my mom gave me a dirty look, but the kid behind the counter looked impressed
and you think what you did last night was bad? at least you didnt go wake up a sleeping guy for birthday sex.
On a scale of your daily life to smuggling crack into the DR, how illegal is it?
It will be like a scavenger hunt.. only we're looking for places to have sex.
i mean i'm drinking free wine with lesbians and listening to sinead oconnor so i'm not sure who won that breakup
It's seriously like a finger. But it's a cock. I don't know what to do. I feel like I fuck him to be polite.
I put on pants and a bra for you and you never showed up. There is no forgiveness for that.
True fear is being unable to remember where you hid your weed and vibrator in your parent's house.
Come over. Bring drugs. My sister is making cookies. She took Valium. They should be badass cookies.
so do you remember taking your shirt off and just standing in your bra at the bar or no?
And my butt misses you like the deserts miss the rain.
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