You were right. It hurts to walk today.
weed, chlorine, and victory. my bed smells like i had sex with michael phelps.
Talking to this girl is like playing minesweeper on hard. There's red flags everywhere.
I pretty much envision me eating a turkey leg whilst fucking you. I have priorities.
She made me be the little spoon then she pretended to be a jet pack for an hour straight
Trumps. I've been wiping my ass with fast food napkins for 3 days.
I would have gladly let him decapitate me with the way he was biting on my neck.
Just found a pack of birth control on the corner of Oakland and Thomas, so if your desperate its up for grabs.
Also just throwing this out there I don't think anyone who brings another girl back to your bed to share with you can qualify as a frigid bitch
I feel like a pet sloth would complement my lifestyle.
Nothing says besties like laying naked in bed hungover arguing over who is getting the pants
And regarding bottomless mimosas stopping at 1 pm, there was a chick who drove her car into the back of the bar. Blame that bitch, not you peeing in the koi pond.
Ive been high since the plane left the ground in Los Angeles and Ive been in Chicago. Right now, Im on a train headed towards downtown to go to an anime convention. At this point, I am just taking life as it comes, furries and all.
Dude my roommate just peed out the window
This whole thing is fucking bullshit. I should be wasting all my hard-earned money at Planet Con this weekend but NOOOOOOOOO. Now I'll never get Roy Thomas to sign my comic
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