Swine flu. Run for my life!
last night i was so high that when a homeless person asked me for a dollar, i responded: dolla dolla bill ya'll.
I think I am the only girl in the world who would be proud of these scars from rug burn.
I'm scared at the amount of beastiality in this conversation.
No no no no no. Not interrested. She looks just like Kim's fat booth picture. Only real.
just lying in bed drinking beer with a straw waiting for motivation. why?
Three Architectural classes: $990.00 Architectural supplies: $300.00 Changing majors and using my architectural supplies to roll blunts: Priceless
Hypothetical Question: Would you take a cougar bullet for me?
I just conducted a skype meeting drunk and in the middle of a cornfield. I don't even think they noticed.
We got really high and he took a green marker and made my vagina into a Christmas tree.
When I got home he was in his underpants on the couch, eating pop tarts and crying while watching Voltron.
There's no sexy way to moan the name Ernest. Or Ernie. This relationship is fucked
IT'S A GIANT FUCKING ROBOT, DUDE. LOGIC IS OUT OF THE QUESTION BECAUSE AWESOME.
You wouldn't put pants on to see my parents.
Not only do I have a well-defined bite mark on my arm, but I also have a perfectly clear bruise of a handprint wrapped around my arm like a tribal tattoo. Thoughts on how that happened?
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