So theres a slight possibility i may not graduate according to planned because i was out getting laid instead of studying. And im okay with that.
And my fence, why is part of it on the roof?
i cleaned the weed out of my bowl, pretended it was a spoon and ate oatmeal with it. my mom cried
protesters in toronto definately have the best pot
so apparently I plead the 5th to every question they asked me when they put me under the conscious sedation to set my broken wrist
I'm not being over dramatic, but I think my heart is going to stop beating.
I'm going to a foam party and gonna grind someones dick off hayy
I got us a lift home. Payment may require me giving road head, are you cool just chilling in the back seat pretending to be oblivious to this happening?
It's like refusing a bong hit from michael phelps... You just can't do it
Maybe I'm just didn't notice and imagined a different penis as a Freudian coping mechanism?
If we tried baptizing you I feel the water would start boiling around you.
He made a playlist to use during sex...that ended with The Ultimate Warrior's entrance music.
Did I call him? He cried after taking my bra off. You tell me.
So, i might have left my morals back in 2011.
These guys are just fucking with my heart instead of fucking me. They're fucking up.
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