And then i made him answer questions about me before i took off my clothes
no jill really. Evrything around me is talking to me. The plant, my dog, the tv,the lamp. Its amazing.
Does she usually listen to trance and cut up broccoli when she's high?
I swear to god if he wasnt on the fourth floor balcony and I wasn't to drunk to climb I would kill him
5 am booty call.. And I went I need to gain better control of my vagina
you had me at cake vodka
Bro, she used the potato bongs to make French fries after. She's deff a keeper.
I do believe at one point I was dispensing medical advice while wearing your sombrero and a hulk hand
I still think the kiddie pool full of jello option is worth exploring. Just sayin'.
It's a "nonproductive" (vocab word) cough. It's like a constant tickle in my throat, like there's a little elf with feathers for feet going Gangnam style on my "uvula" (vocab word).
A man just squeezed past me in a tight space and said, "Excuse us."
YOU HAVE BEEN BAD TOUCHED BY THE LEPRECHAUN OF CHOICES
I HAVE 5 FELTING NEEDLES AND THEYRE GOING DIRECTLY INTO YOUR EYES IF YOU POST THAT SHIT
Beard. Chest hair. Job.
The holy trinity.
Looks like it rained condoms in my room last night
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