Last night was def like the makeout party episode of full house
Probably, but last night was a special kind of drunk. It was a "let's see how drunk I can get without killing myself" drunk.
screw that ipod for my birthday.. i just want a weed brownie the size of my face. that's all.
our health teacher's ringtone is Bad Romance and she has a tramp stamp. i will not skip this class, ever.
i mean, i stole her boyfriend and beat her snake score on facebook within 48 hours. not her week.
The only image of you you know is from reflections or pictures. Its 2d. But what other people see is 3d. How do you know that's your real face! MIND.BLOWN.
you riverdanced for the cops while the rest ran away.
Lets now bow our heads and think of girls with ex boyfriends who were great at fingering them. That's so sad.
Do you want the fat one with an ok face or the skinny ugly one?
It doesn't matter as long as our shame is in tandem.
It was awk he was sittin on a plastic backyard chair in his underwear and high white socks in the dark watching the nuggets game
I don't care how great the sex was, I cannot unsee what has been seen. I regret ever stalking his Facebook.
I just want nice things and good sex
how did you set a fucking salad on fire????????
and that's when you shouted "ahh motherland" as you streaked down hall 4B
It's very finicky. Like baking. or BDSM.
Randomize
