They have to be talking about me. I never heard that statement until I was born.
I have this strange craving to see a really fat person go down a slipnslide
He measures volume by how much weed he can put in it and surface area by how many people can have sex in it.
next time a party gets busted lets get a group photo first.
If i need to get strippers involved i will.
She is feeding us popcorn out of her bra
not sure if I should be concerned that my brother just stormed into my room and looked at me with a serious face and said, "I'm a peacock, you have to let me fly." oh, vicodin...
My month off booze swimsuit season diet plan is working well. Plus I'm learning so much about my house, did you know a girl named Meagan lives here?
I need to puke. I need a shower. I need rehab. I need to detox and puke. I feel like demons are inside of me.
Just had ice cream and a blow job come together in one glorious, defining moment.
Like, I can't stand that bitch, but i genuinely hope she gets the help she needs
I wish my nipples were as well behaved as yours.
How's Vegas?
Woke up with a sculpture of my own head. Been trying to find Ashley for two days. so pretty not too bad.
lol show me an arrest record and I'll drop my panties
And how about the fact that the first time i really truly looked at a guy's dick was in my car. MY CAR. GODDAMNIT!!!
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