and trust me i need no booty pop lessons
I see my mary-anne walkin' awa-y-y! Bow Nahw now new, ne ne ne ne ne, ne ne nehw, ne ne new new Nah dan ah bwawn-now, ba bwan'll buh dada bwiddly doo.
That was supposed to be me air guitaring the solo from More than A Feeling
the smoke from my cigarette strangely resembles what patrick swayzes ghost will look like.
It smelt so bad when i tried biting off her underwear that i didn't want to touch with my mouth
everyone made a circle around them and startd chanting fight fight. they wernt fighting, they were dry humping
where'd the toddler underneathe the beer pong table come from?
the recent google searches were "were can i buy a porn horse, why does my heart hurt after drinking, and orlando's teen night..." your thought process perplexes me
I am the master of subtle flirting. I seduced him by simulating a hand job with an epi-pen during training.
It smelled like mall pretzels. Of course I investigated.
Just had to masturbate in the bathroom because mom changed my room into a "knitting" room. I hate coming home.
I may or have may not just taken a swig out of a jar of alfedo sauce in my fridge. Dont judge me
I really have a thing for Greek chicks; I feel like while we are having sex she has the ability to make hummus which is just too appealing for me to pass up.
We're taking a shot every time Landon Donovan takes a shot. It's clever, sort of.
i just want to get drunk and cry and have sex with lots of men
I mean, drunk me really liked him, maybe sober me will too. Who am I to deny fate?
Randomize
