yes i saw that this morning. it was my mailbox.
I'm a simple man, with a social life most psychopaths would cringe at
so i am drinking whiskey and watching home alone 2 by myself. it turns out moving to a foreign country isn't all that different after all.
Whatever, she only has 293 friends, she cant afford to be defriending me..
I don't care if the man pisses on teenage girls, he's enchanting.
shattered his nose in 8 pieces. Blaming it on the dog. I feel more guilty about ruining the dog's good name than I do about ruining his nose.
I walked into my room to see them crying, watching hey arnold, and passing a franzia box back and forth...
you really need to stop getting laid in my dreams more than i do.
Im rolling face in a pizzeria. I want to be with people who love me.
after he went down on me he said he wanted an air freshener for his car scented like my vag. i cant even.
His dad was on the tv delivering the local 11 o' clock news while we were having sex
I don't care what you say about him, his cock is the stuff dreams are made of.
Medicine hack, old crowe and ramen flavor packets isnt a cure for the cold.
New goal find someone I love enough to use these Japanese pancake flavored condoms on
did i tell you guys i finally 69’d for the first time last night? just thought the group chat should know.
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