I wouldn't necessarily call it an addiction, more of a passion. I'm habitually passionate.
I just got a drinking merit badge from a slutty girl scout
the orgasm was like being thrown to the other end of reality, so getting a nosebleed from it wasnt too upsetting at that point
Im playing the how drunk can i get before my card declines game. being single sucks. But getting drunk after work alone in fridays on a wenesday night sucks way more.
it was fucking weird. cops showed up but they appreciated our 3 story bong. and then some girl tried to steal our cheese and butter
No I just rolled on the floor giggling. I think that's the equivalent to a post sex victory dance.
mhmm. we know where to go, which places have free bathrooms, how long you can be in one until its sketchy, we have this down to a science. we're like the college sophomore pregaming dream team
17. The number of times my one night stand told me he loved me.
IT IS EARTH DAY, RECORD STORE DAY, 4/20 EVE, AND SATURDAY ALL AT THE SAME TIME!
My legacy here is being that tiny blonde girl that threw someone down and shouted "Fuck your face, I'm Dee Dee Ramone."
You either got a dog, or you have a boy over. I can't tell from the noises which it is.
He also needs to focus on not being such a little bitch, but that's none of my business.
And then you screamed, "I JUST WANNA POUR MAPLE SYRUP ALL OVER HIM AND RAVISH HIS BODY!!"
I hope that will b the last time i take off my pants in the chemistry building.
I want to disappear from this job like a fart in the wind.💨
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