So im pretty sure the object of my emotional onterest is tired of playing with me....
Regardless of the degree, it's probably not good to relate so closely to the Steve-O documentary.
I'm reducing my diet to vodka and rice cakes.
Being back home for the summer opens up so many opportunities to have sex without increasing my number
we just drove by a car that was painted for a grad, it said "you done it!" with a confederate flag bumper sticker next to it. i love kentucky
I just scratched behind my ear and found icing. Fuck you.
Hne relally is a cite oerfect gome. Nes awddddddddooooome.
yeah a little bit of me felt bad about it. But the rest of me was having sex with him.
I know. I need to get a vagina tranquilizer.
Well, it's hard to say. Last night he puked a perfect circle around him on the floor, and then sat in it insisting it would protect him from the smoke monster. He's was still there last time I checked.
Is it related to planting your seed? Cause I don't know if you have studied the development of a tiny human, but that is some complicated shit.
Isn't everything in a man's life somehow related to him planting his seed?
I feel awkward giving career advice while naked
Why did I wake up in bed with the ironing board and a Mariah Carey mask? Vodka hates me
That's right. I just LL Cool J'ed you up in this bitch. Zero fucks.
Whoever said it shouldn't take a man to make you happy clearly wasn't having sex everyday.
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