apparently my drunken alterego is a lazyeyed bisexual.
My warmest regards to the fish in that koi pond I puked in.
The liquor store wont accept checks from us anymore.
i've learned that i'm good at stealing things. like live cats.
I think I have internal bruising from those poses we were doing last night. My own ribs hurt me. I don't understand.
JAMES WASHOMGTON STATE ATTACKED US
WE'RE FYCKED UL HARDCORW
THE REISLING ATRACEX US
The Angel on my shoulder is now resorting to merely reminding me that, "You will regret this later." I'm not sure if he's learning how I think or just giving up. Either way, should make life a bit more interesting.
I was just hoping for a dick worthy of his established age.
I want Samuel L. Jackson to stand beside me and narrate my morning shits.
Also he said my vagina was sculpted by gods so there must be some feelings here.
We are gonna have a bake sale and the preceded will go towards the abortion
Well, I can now cross "dirty drunk homeless hobo" off of my bucket list of people who have been successful wingmen for me. North Carolina is getting weird.
Oh yeah I meant to tell you the Tomb Raider looking girl so crop dusted me on the stairway
My dad is sitting where you rode me
I might be a bit longer... I found a hot guy at the grocery store, so I'm following him and buying stuff that he's buying
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