Yeah...you.wanna.hang.out.tomorrow?My.space.button.is.broken.
She was running around the bar, demanding everyone call her Jesus or else she would attack them like a llama. ack.
Side note: I think I fell asleep holding a cereal box
Had sex on a washing machine in a pool of beer. Can you say success.
i think he just broke into a bike shop his last text said something about hiding in some tree
you have no idea the dirty thing i want to do to your blad spot. please wear my vagina as a hat.
I think after that blow job he got the other day he'd set himself on fire if I asked.
So the night ended when we tried making fireworks out of gunpowder and oregano. You can figure out how that went.
We have an unspoken agreement. He helps me move and I give him a blow job. It's really unfair to him considering he doesn't know how much shit I have.
she came back from her house with A paper cut , a 2liter of sprite with Bacardi , and half a mustache . we're inviting her more ofte
If your plan is to re-bang every girl you banged in high school - you're gonna need a spread sheet and clip board.
You know she's gonna fuck shit up when she shows up in a neon wind-suit
HE’S PUKING UP BLOOD
okay all good I mistook strawberita for blood...
And tell your penis that we can hang out tonight for sure.
Call me Sherlock Holmes, bitch.
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