You should have seen k-money last night. She was just hanging on to the toilet for half the night. By her fourth trip to puke, she started talking to it and was doing the voices for her and it. She kept saying "...we thank you for your continued business..." haha
if i hear one more christmas song, i will fucking shoot myself.
Bring it all. We will have a potluck of drugs. It will be magical.
Can I sell my birth control in a yard sale?
I deserve like a purple heart or something. I just made it all the way drunk through my 2 story house without making a sound. While carrying a trombone.
OH. MY. GOD. FUCK HIM. JUST GRAB HIM AND FUCK HIM.
But you can still look for dick after you find Jesus.
I did the walk of shame in nothing but a sleeping bag and now I'm on my way to pick up plan B. Let's not make a habit of this.
Sounds like a good New Years
if i ever wake up in the morning and don't feel a boner in my asscrack then this relationship is over
It would seem she's painting a bullseye right in between her legs
ANNA HAS DISCOVERED EROTIC FANFICTION OF SHARKNADO THIS IS NOT A DRILL
Sounds like she has 4 first names. Like a sad version of Ricky bobby
Because I know nothing is hotter than ocean themed dick pics on SnapChat...
Come help me clean and have sexual intercourse with me
Bring breadsticks
I just sold Adderall to a priest, im not quite sure how I feel about this situation
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