if you call bong hits and onion rings a party, then yeah
I just told the 2nd grade class leprechauns are the children of midgets.
she went to type in rate my professors and rate my pussy came up in my recent searches. needless to say, i will likely be masturbating to the aforementioned site tonight.
obviously my correlation between being a pro surfer and being extremely good in bed was 100% wrong.
No. one of us needs a degree and I am already the alcoholic friend. I can't do everything
I can't find the keys to get out of my front door, there are random socks in my bicycle basket and I can see a plastic handle of cheap vodka sitting on my porch. oh, and my head just broke u with me.
Yes, i finally made it. but let me tell you...i can smell myself right now in class right now, this scent is called alcoholism.
Dammit now I'm pissed. Its like I am torn between two worlds. A world of girls, and a world of people punching other people in the head. Both are just so beautiful.
I feel as if the hash cupcakes on top of mushroom chocolates was a little excessive last night
WHAT IF I SAT OUTSIDE AND STARTED SCREAMING THE LYRICS TO O CANADA WOULD THAT FIX IT
PLEASE DON'T
he's so hot I'd consider breaking the whole, "till death do us part," agreement he's currently in
He fucked me while wearing a unicorn horn. I think I have found the one...
Sober sex is weird like I didn't expect this when I got clean
Just got high with dad
Correction: more high. He's sharing gummy bears with me.
The abomination is in progress. At least one barista side eyed me and the other has fear in her eyes
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