So my shaver died while I was trimming...ya know. And now it is half way done. I don't think there's currently any aesthetic in keeping it this way...
Nob stitches i do do not bleed anymorr!
I either just got cockblocked or saved from a lengthy court case so I'm kinda conflicted about how my night went.
I went to class with the sex aroma on me. The hot sun doesn't help much.
I am at 2.05 miles in under 11 minutes. So either this thing is broke or I should always work out wasted.
Wait wait wait. I remember riding in her car to the next bar. On your lap. With my head on the dashboard. That probably should have been my cut off point.
Currently separating the burrito I just stuffed in my purse from the weed in my half smoken bowl that was already in it. My what the fuck moment beats yours.
At some point tonight the bad ideas in my head became bad decisions that happened outside my head
I dont know about you but I'm not getting out of bed this summer for anything but food or sex
Apparently love is stronger than SoCo
She had a cast on when I met her, but she blamed me for breaking her arm this morning. I'm gonna marry this girl.
I cNt phones. tingles in my fingles. jingles
I'm officially no longer allowed to make any of my own decisions regarding alcohol, men, or the combination of both. Thats up to you now. Do me proud.
He said he couldn't fuck me cause I kinda looked like my brother
Now the fun stuff starts.
Someone is losing a finger.
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