Ben's a prick.
What Ben are you talking about?
All the bens across all the lands
I don't think I have ever been told that I am "probably too drunk to pet the stingrays" by a cop before.
she's bipolar. she literally has TWO facebook pages. one for each personality. this. bitch. is. crazy.
just peed on my foot to get a spider off. that lazy.
Its like they don't get that I only talk to them before homecoming, thanksgiving, or any other time I go home. I love highschool girls.
I tried to put the left over margartia in a box for you but they wouldn't let me
I don't think going to Relay for Life and painting our faces while everyone stares at us is a sufficent late night after the bars.
I need to throw up and die. The order doesn't matter. I feel like shit
I DESERVE A BEADED TATTOOED MAN I'VE WANTED ONE FOR SO LONG
BEARDED TATTOOED MEN ARE PEOPLE AND NOT THINGS TO BE GIVEN FREELY
Last night I watered my lawn and smoked a joint then cooked a steak. I'm really killing this adulthood thing.
I kinda forgave him after he laid next to me and rubbed my arm for four hours while I tripped balls.
He put a doughnut around his dick and I ate it. What can I say. It was a good fucking night.
I basically go to him for great dick and great memes.
My breath smells like gin and sadness
I just tried to lit a bowl with my chapstick.
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