I'm skeptical of all drag queens.
I remember saying "sorry" to the blunt before throwing it out the window
my step dad just called me a drunken slut..someone in my family finally understands me
I can't really talk right now. I'm getting on a plane to Oregon to go give a guy a bj. I'll see you in three days.
I managed to fit my wallet, my keys, my phone, Tammy's necklace, and $38.50 all in my bra. and $1.50 is in quarters. go me.
We just threw our carpet out of our room. Via fourth floor window style.
I'm riding shot gun after Shawn took a dump in a happy meal box because we were making record time.
there is a video of me from last night trying to light my breath on fire. that drunk.
It's that time of the week again where I begin to ponder life's great questions like, "What will my pathetic excuse for a future look like?" and "Why tacos?"
I'll answer your question with a question: Are you gonna be too high?
The problem with having sex on the couch is that your blanket ends up in the laundry and you're left cold on the couch the next day.
So my roommate just came out of the shower with a dude...guess that answers all questions as to whether or not he's gay
It's like if you wanna bond just do a ropes course or have group sex you don't have to be weird about it
I just found a baklava I forgot I got last night so we can call it a day
So...I'm pretty sure I have officially determined that reverse cowgirl is the only position possible to have sex in my smart four two
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