I don't know what's more pathetic, the fact that you dated him or the fact that it took a Taylor Swift song for you to break up with him.
he made transformer sounds every time he changed positions. how do you think it went?
just fyi, hangover + ice skates = really bad idea
She had to get her inhaler in the middle of fucking...but she kept it in.
Hes still not moving. At what point does 'hungover' become 'hospital-time?'
Tried to eat a chip. Mouth wouldn't cooperate. Nearly died. Wow I've missed this.
I think i morst likely have 95 %patulas for hands and probably i also went to eGypt with so manyfriends. We laids in the sarcaphoguses.
You sound pretty unsure about all of this.
Seriously, come get him. He's not even a person anymore. He's a loud, drunk, cock-blocking wrecking ball.
Not sure how I feel about St Psts and March Madness being on the same weekend. I feel like I've been screwed out of a drunk holiday.
LEAVE MY LITTLE DICK OUT OF THIS
I remember it because it was right after the sadness and right before the sluttiness. The calm before the storm if you will
I walk in and my mom has a Christian workout program playing. It's like, gospel music with an "electronic" beat to go with it. And then they try to save your soul at the end. I hate being home.
You don't have to have sex with both if us but I would like a little positive fucking regard.
I didn't really understand how big 10 inches is. Now I know.
Getting a smaller wine glass hasn’t changed the amount I drink—it just means I get more steps each day. Cheers to health!
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