this morning i woke up with my panties on and i knew where i was. success.
I was so high I couldn't tell if they were goosebumps or herpes.
his dick got so hard in his pants and it broke his zipper
my voice of reason is faarrr too drunk for me to listen.
I feel like I'm full of double a batteries and cocaine.
He doesn't belong with God. He belongs face-down in a pile of his own excrement, vomit, blood and semen. Then pissed on by Satan.
While all the other girls were trying to out skut the next, Cameron was just doing cartwheels around the bar. I think she's the only one who got laid.
We will. we just need a little inspiration.... in smoke form.
I made him an O's fan. One pic of my tits coming out of a Baltimore shirt and it was done.
I was grinding on people that were grinding. Nonconsensual.
You can kiss the security deposit goodbye after you and your boyfriend did donuts on his moped in the middle of the apartment. It was impressive since you were both too drunk to walk.
YOUUUU FUCKING FURRYYYY
I DIDN'T COME HERE TO BE SLANDERED LIKE THIS
summer in europe = liver of steel
I accept that challenge.
just found a joint on the street in downtown. smoked it with the hot guy from my chem class
WHAT IS UP WITH YOU SMOKING/ DRINKING THINGS OFF THE GROUND?
The thought of you trying to procreat frightenes and disgusts me!
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