Holy shit I just stopped short on route 18 because I thought my gps was saying I had to turn right in 11 feet. After almost hitting the guardrail I realized I had to turn in 11 miles.
Fuck I'm high.
I'll listen to your side of the story when you stop being such a whore.
He tried to blame not having a condom on the economy.
he thinks the dog can do a keg stand. i will let you know how it turns out
I feel like just to watch it, I need to be high. To understand it, I'd need enough drugs to kill an elephant.
Gold rum. Strong marijuana. Jabba the Hut in stilettos. Deep thigh bruise. Yes, thal all happened. Sorry dude.
This is how my night is going so far. The bartender bought our last two rounds and I'm chasing a bee around the bar with a foam bat.
I may puke in class so I'm excited to see how that goes
Hey where the fuck is the rest of my beer? Lets start this day off right
It's like wanting to be a vampire vs being a vampire. You don't know the cock lust until it's infected you.
It has moved into the cliche "thin line between love and hate" real quick. With her. Not Taco Bell.
He was my first. He knew. He knew right there I was wrapped around his penis.
I think I'm going to call this chapter of my life story "Weekday day-drinking in the park isn't just for the homeless!"
Okay first of all fuck you and everything you stand for because Taco Bell is amazing.
I woke up in a bathtub full of green and blue Nickelodeon slime! wtf?!
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