Hahaha, sighhhh...I texted him to no response. It's a shame, really...I would gladly exchange my body for pizza rills.
I just queefed in yoga class and now the old man next to me is smiling at me.
she's in the bathroom. spitting in the trashcan. not throwing up. just spitting and singing bad romance by lady gaga.
thatta girl
I'd call her a cunt, but she dooesn't seem to have the depth or warmth.
I'm really proud of her, she waited until she was on tiled floor to start puking on the ground
Good news.. I found out what I did Saturday night. Bad news... I found out what I did Saturday night.
Just mixed vicodin and mucinex. This cold just got fun.
She was stumbling around looking for her cat. She said i could help, but i had to call him by his jungle name
I have a huge gash on my chin. Did I get it from A) a mini siezure; B) an oral sex incident; C) Slamming it into a ledge or; D) all of the above?
I stuck a note to his door with my gum explaining why i couldn't spend the night. as i was walking away, he opened the door...i fell down and played dead. deffinitly didn't see me.
He was trying to hotbox the banana suit. Of course we traded him for vodka.
Two days later and my throat is still sore. That bong is a double edged sword.
I have a present for you
Like a legit gift, not just me showing up and getting naked
we f'd six times
f'd?
its sunday, i cant say fucked
Be there in a sec. We have to stop at Target to buy her underwear first.
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