Just got done reading an 11 page essay for class. Took me three fucking days and the only thing I have highlighted is the name "Alexander Cockburn"
"Hung over, tired and having a faint scent of some body butter and random pieces of glitter from a girl named gigi, almost arrested in drug bust, $40 Canadian in my pocket and all i got was this lousy Tshirt" shirts dont exist, but they need to
do you wanna get some fucking pussy tonight.....THEN DRESS LIKE IT
It's like a puppy that we have to take care of at all times or else she'll get sad, lonely, and chew on the furniture. And by 'chew on the furniture', I mean have anonymous sex.
I'm sitting next to a ginger. She is decked out in olive green. Gingers fucking love olive green.
he kept saying that we were in ian's fun time place and then continued to act like a dinosaur.
His lack of social graces and moral fiber complements mine nicely.
I will have you again some day my love. And our divorce will be magnificent
We were in the middle of fucking and she was just like "Do ya wanna play Harry Potter Scene It?" I musta been really bad lol Anyways, her tattoo healed nicely.
She told me she was the Publishers Clearing House of Dicks. Two dicks a day, everyday for life.
Stop it. You know what r&b does to my body
Banged a guy with 2 broken arms once. Top that
Drinks have officially taken priority over self-respect, and I'm not even all that torn up about it.
My mom said "I saw the signs you guys were high, so I made the spaghetti"....so ya, I'd say she definitely knew
Aiming to get laid tonight but if it falls thru I'm either gonna make a mixtape for my sugar daddy or sew a teddy bear for his newborn
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