im typing and i feel like my hands are on backwards.
Stop texting me, I'm right here.
I don't know where I am, but its a Goosebumps novel waiting to happen.
He told me he could read braille... with his tongue. So I took him home. I don't think he was lying
i just found a bag of weed behind my capital one card. i guess that's what's in my wallet.
If there was a creeper hall of fame you and me would be the first two inductees
Every day I regret the life decisions that led me to bank management and NOT being a coke addicted stripper. Every. Single. Day.
The stripper on stage Is eating a mozzarella stick while on the pole....that's a new level of I don't give a fuck
Either allow it in a formal toast or i will drunkenly tell your in-laws while i'm dancing on their table. either way, the truth is coming out
Babe, I need to be clear. I DO NOT WANT TO HAVE ANAL. Never. No anal. No "talking about it"
then you said,"Take this damn cabbage!" although it was actually your shirt. i found you in the elevator of his building.
It's called "lets see how many European capitals we can do the walk of shame through in one year"
S.O.S. he's talking about horses and breast feeding.
Hey remember that time you called a woman a "man in a dress" and then threw up in a drinking fountain?
I've been back for one day and I've already given two bjs. Improvement from last year.
I didn't rip your fishnets, WE ripped your fishnets.
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