i seriously hope you fucking die....you are the worst.
SHit! Sorry, sent to wrong person
TYLER... glimpse of last night: leather chaps, guacamole dip, a jump rope, spray paint, and rhinestone studded pajamas.
i think you have the wrong number... but your story sounds delightful.
I wouldn't necessarily call it an addiction, more of a passion. I'm habitually passionate.
its officail im naming my first born child brickbreaker
We asked "Is that Andy puking in the bushes, its 7 AM" he looks up and goes "It's okay guys, its 7:30"
I'm pretty sure whiskey overrules bulimia in the eyes of Texas boys
We enjoyed our moment of partial gayness together
Its fiiine, tuesday is like the thursday of wine wednesday. And i mean, free beer for girls at the grove...im not NOT gonna take that offer up!
Look at your life. Look at your choices.
You can jump from the roof to the pool. Trust me. I have done this before.
I told her I was going to sleep early last night. I probably should not have sent that snapchat of us playing beer pong.
It's brunch. If you find dick at brunch. You an A+ hoe.
I just want to smoke weed and be the little spoon all winter. My modern day hibernation.
I just puked on a sprinkler…Motherfucker tried to spray me
Turns out my mom didn't really want to know I was in a new dimension last night from smoking so much.
What did you do with the dog when you went into the club?
coat checked
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