I hope this doesn't change things. I feel that me being a minor made it more exciting.
There was a bottle of vodka and chips in a vase next to the bed
trapped on the roof of the strip club. help
No more jager for that guy. He jacked the neighbor kids big wheel, rode around making jet noises, then passed out behind the wheel and rolled it and broke his wrist
There something about a girl that pirates lemonade off a restaurant fountain as a mixer that I find intriguing.
There is someone hissing in the hallway. Not even a typo. Not pissing. Hissing. Like a large cat. Or a komodo dragon.
Update: I may or may not be in a cult
Update #2: I may or may not be the leader of said cult
The amount of drugs I did this weekend make me concerned about my health but at the same time fascinated to see if I could do more
7:26 bus just came. I am sweatier than Louie Anderson eating chili in a sauna
Blocking me on Facebook doesn't change the fact that you've had my penis in my mouth. So there's that.
If I walk downstairs and Kelly is fucking in the laundry room again I'm gonna die
Dude, he turned on “London Bridge” by Fergie and GAVE ME A LAP DANCE.
I love how fuckboys immediately become cultured when I tell them I’m an artist.
Want to have dinner and we can talk about how my vagina can make you feel better?
If it makes you feel better he's in the stall next to me and I'm taking a diabolical shit. He's complaining
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