Hey theres a creepy ass guy stalking our house.i would look alive geting in 2nite.
I'm going to an arts college, I live next to the frat houses, and my room number is 420. god has plans for me and I couldn't be happier.
You said that we had to leave the party together and proceeded to repeat the "ducks fly together" speech from The Mighty Ducks word for word. Soon the whole party was quite and started chanting quack..quack...quack..
she said she was gay. i said prove it. she said "ok i wont fuck you"
The door to door salesmen do not expect you to be drunk at 3 in the afternoon
Your wedding's just one more day in my life I can't wear sweat pants.
also since I use google voice my ads in gmail switched to DUI services after this conversation
I find it very uncomfortable that I need to ask you to stop sending me pictures of your stomach
it's a drink the shower water kind of morning ...
I HAVE to find her. I've got a pretty decent pic of her footprint on my headboard. Wonder if I can get one of the podiatry majors to help?
Also my bed has glitter in it for reasons I do not recall
No, and she still hasn't answered me...I get a whole series of text messages about Guatemalan anal bleaching but no fucking answer to my question.
She looked so much better when u didn't look at her and the music was too loud to hear her
If my vagina was a person it would have a bandage around its head and it's arm in a sling rn
So I took a screenshot of my boarding pass and the TSA agent somehow swiped it to the next photo. Yep...TSA saw my dick before I even went through the body scanner.
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