love how google fills in search terms for you, today for example, i ran a query for "why do girls get t"
and google finished it w/ "ramp stamps."
I felt less weird knowing others had searched this before me.
my dad just encouraged me to do a kegstand
We sat in your minivan all night in a parking lot pretending we were in the magic school bus going to the sun
It was good sex. She was screaming so much I didn't know whether or not my name was Matt or God.
We went out. i got lost. dunno where they were. they slept in the car. i slept in an outdoor shower. i dont know anything else.
If we get out of this alive, I'm never going to a Denny's at 3 am again.
i was driving around baked, windows down jamming to third eye blind and eating grapes for 35 minutes before i remembered why i left my house
Her mom is home on her lunch break. Guess who's hiding In the Closet?
How many layers of skin can you loose before it becomes bad?
It all boils down to, who else do we know that is willing to buy our friendship?
From time to time I think I'm happy for a second and then I remember how a guy stopped me from giving him head on my birthday weekend.
Who knew there were so many rules and judgements about laying on a kitchen floor. I'm all like I'm resting. It just happens to be on a kitchen floor.
The last thing I remember is him yelling from across the room "WE FINISHED THE HANDLE!"
It was 11pm.
Every time I start to trust vodka, it does this to me.
The 666th photo in my phone is of him and if that's not a sign that he's secretly the Antichrist, idk what is. Also, bring more rum.
Randomize
