i love my job...i have craft hour at my desk w twizzlers
can u grab me a application
Nobody needs to come anywhere. Except on your face.
and I didnt even know his name until this morning when we were laying in bed and he referred to himself in the 3rd person.
I just asked the contractor building my house what it would cost to put a garbage disposal in all the shower drains...there was a lot of judging going on.
Standards? I'm sitting on his couch eating microwaved ramen wearing his wife's t-shirt. I don't remember what having standards even feels like.
When a chinchilla decides to sit on your face while you're getting head from its owner, you bond.
We all have to be good at something. Mine are writing, drinking, fucking and peer pressure.
Just saw a woman trying to order Mcdonalds at a trash can. God bless America.
Love you too. There are very few people I let pee in my dishwasher.
Dude. Where are you? I'm making waffles in the waffle iron. It's beautiful.
I'm pretty sure I just need an IV drip of Plan B at this point...
you ever just feel like an organ is failing?
Jesus tap dancing Christ rock out with your cock out is supposed to be just an expression. And even if it weren't no one wants pics bro.
It got weird I got a phone call while looking at porn and the video started playing while on the phone full on porn audio.
Also your Swedish friend who's name I don't remember is really good in bed.
*Norwegian
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