Yeah I guess I was Pocahontus. If she were a trifling drunk who hung out in her undies, with possible brain damage.
I've decided to sign up for a porn membership, but it's 10:30 and I'm going to wait an hour an a half because I don't want to waste a whole day of my month long membership. Fuck this economy.
well, atleast the road to alcoholism is fun.
She has more profile pics than tagged pics. narcissism at its best.
I feel like I'm sitting in a sleigh of puddy. It's not a bathtub though because you need a sleigh to go down a mountain.
I'm not sure if it was the 11 shots or your naturally vibrant personality but I recall you being quite noisy that evening
Something bad happened. I'm just giving you some notice. So you can smoke some pot and hide all sharp items in the house.
Please don't make me ever have to hear the words "the Queen's gynecologist" ever again.
His Instagram is like a gay porn blog all of the sudden got conquered by the Mormon missionary that he is
HELL YEAH TIME TO KICK THE CHILDREN
This is gonna be the kind of weekend where if it involves putting on pants, it ain't happening.
And then you poured the rest of the vodka into salsa and added the alcohol soaked pineapples and grapes and said "don't touch my salsa breakfast".
You ate ashes out of my bong
IM FILLED WITH SANDWICHES AND SELF LOATHING
dude igloo, 4 foot bong, and 3 grams of blue dream. will you be my eskimo buddy?
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