Last night was an abortion. I might need a publicist.
out of nowhere you said let us see your boobs, then proceeded to pull my shirt down.
i gets down
just bought a coffee grinder that advertiesed spacious grinding chamber...new nickname for my bedroom?
he's paying for my abortion by participating in an alcohol study. dont try to tell me we wouldn't be classy parents
Dude, i don't know. I don't remember anything after we started chanting/playing "shot of gin."
.......The other day I peed on him in the shower....he was trying to touch my boobs and I wanted my space.
I woke up this morning with a tampon in my nose and food EVERYWHERE...
Also, I don't know if it's the drugs I'm on or not, but I truly believe I was hypnotized last night listening to an audio book.
Oh dear God, they have a song about Mom...
KY in my mouth and throat does not a party make.
I was so high last night I honestly think my tears were medicinal
it's like my eyeball is being humped by my eyelid
I can see. My condolences to your vagina.
Like Napoleon Dynamite?
Exactly like Napoleon Dynamite
But with bacon.
Look idk the rules and regulations of our freindship...but I need you to carry me to my car.
Randomize
