you know what would be great? if dirt tasted like steak and could get you drunk.
what was i supposed to do!? wake up and actually ask her name??
Just saw ur first draft of ur suicide note.
You spelled "worthless" wrong.
Chicago was legit, ate some badass pizza and gave a cig to a crackhead..its all i thought it would be
so when i dont talk to her she talks to herself...idk whats worse
i have only one word for you: 3somewithnorwegiangirls
he's got a countert top full of yard sale blenders so id say maragita wednesdays is a go.
The last thing I remember is pushing my way into the bathroom and dumping a 40 on him. We havent talked since.
We're knee deep in HJ's right now.
When they send me to rehab, I'm screaming your name down the halls.
I just had a mental image of us riding a tractor through hell with one of those big guns mounted on top of it shooting at everyone while the indiana jones music plays.
Like, she can be the shepard of the gays. Delivering him unto homosexuality.
You could totally spank that new found Catholicism out of him.
Never start off a conversation with "speaking of STD's..."
I CAN SPEAK THE LANGUAGE OF THE ANIMES.
Randomize
