I'm drive I can fine osifer
google image searching george stephanopoulos at 1 AM on a saturday night...once again
just went trash diving in my work clothes for weed. A&E's intervention here i come.
why did you let me tell everyone that you can get herpes from the ice luge and then let me do the ice luge?
I'm so prepared to puke on walk of shame tomorrow that I'm putting a toothbrush and toothpaste in my purse the night before. And to think, my dad thought I wouldn't make it in college.
I woke up using a pile of socks as a pillow. I think theyre clean so thats a plus.
The one thing I know about living in Vegas is the closest I'll ever come to being a father is singing the theme song from Full House to a garbage can while I eat an entire birthday cake.
it's gotten to the point where there are no existing good choices. even our good choices are bad choice by anyone's standards but ours.
Give me a second. I'm doing my best but I'm drunk so for some reason fitting both my boobs in the pic is just incredibly difficult. They aren't THAT big. I'm just being retarded.
I need someone to play with my boobs. Even platonically. I just need a good groping
we dropped acid in chinatown. worst. idea. ever. too many colors. and nobody has any idea where steve is.
I didn't know what to say so I just sent him a chicken emoji
I feel like we need to find him and explain that if the two of them would just fuck he'd understand.
She's seen your dick through your pants. You don't need to ask
So help me God.... if he sends me a dick pic.... I will make it so he has to eat food through a tube in his nose and poop into a bag by his belly button
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