your head's too prwtty to be stuck in the books
I like to think it a success when the cops are called
They have to be talking about me. I never heard that statement until I was born.
I envy your ability to put any word in front o the word beer and make drinking before 5 sound like a socially sanctioned event.
I had another sleeping on concrete incident.
I FOUND THE PROF I'M GOING TO FUCKKKK.
I wish Denzel Washington would coach my flip cup team..
no. you're not making a beach trip out of my abortion.
he built a boat made of joints. holyyy shit
BTW waking up to a picture of you taking a shot of what I can only assume was shitty lukewarm liquor out of a blow up dolls butt made my day
He just walked up to me in the kitchen, pulled out his penis and stuck it in my sweatpants pocket.
It was probably cold. Sweatpants pockets are notoriously warm.
Call me something sexy & ethnic. Like jasmine. But mystical too. Like Mermaid Jasmine. And throw Glitter somewhere in there too.
So I'll bring my machete and we can smoke your shit.
Out of context, that is a hilariously scary message.
we all thought you were asleep. he found you an hour later sitting outside in the snow lighting a bowl, singing the CatDog theme song, and hugging a box a Franzia.
Let's play the game let's see how long Kayla can be sober
Randomize
