I think my favourite thing about cubicles is the fact that I can pick my nose at work
Fiestas. Its like a classier verson of mardi gras.
he has 3 profile pictures up and all of them are him riding jet skis
It was either a cute kinda butch tomgirl or a really fem guy. Either way, I made out with it. Bisexuality, my best friend.
they superglued a cigarette to my fingers...i think I need to quit smoking.
Can we just focus for a minute on the fact that I HAD MY FIRST LESBIAN ENCOUNTER.
Right. How rude of me to inform you that you're going to be an aunt.
I will always make you feel special and slightly offended. That's my job.
Someone shat in our tub last night. I'm not pointing fingers but you priors make you a prime suspect.
And then he serenaded me with "Pimps don't cry" from 'The Other Guys'. If that's not love I'm not sure what is
Did you cry?
I don't think so. I definitely lost my cool though
Yeah i think jesus would lose his cool in that situation
Let's fuck under the stars. And by under the stars I mean in my bed underneath my glow in the dark star stickers.
Well, if it gives you any indication, when I got there, there was already some dude passed out naked in the treehouse.
I spilled a whole plate of queso and salsa on my bed so I'm just eating it off my sheets with chips. How's your night going?
Def don't remember taking those pics I sent you...but it looks like I was in a car? Shit. Looks like my Uber passenger rating just went up exponentially.
Why does my mask smell like doritoes?
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