I've had that scene from "Parenthood" where Rick Moranis' character is singing "Close To You" to his wife in classroom, stuck in my head all morning.
I guess my mind is just wondering whatever happened to Rick Mornais.
you grabbed his arm with one hand and the bottle of smirnoff with the other and headed off to your room you were on a mission
She tried to kill herself by taking a whole packet of panadol. I mean HELLO THAT'S ME EVERY SUNDAY MORNING.
I want to do something romantic. Like gargle champagne before I put your dick in my mouth.
It's ok that you're screwing someone else while trying to get back with me, I'm banging three girls while I ignore you.
so I am that guy with the red solo cup in class. someone has to step it up.
So I'm not dead, but close call. I think I can handle one more bar.
How many band members does it take to become The Band Slut? I think I might be dangerously close
i feel like i am made of mashed potatoes. i love cannabis pills so. fucking. much.
Don't have sex in a tent there are so many opportunities for infections
I feel as though I look like a mom with a substance abuse problem
What happens if you die with an erection? Does it stay hard? Disclaimer: I'm high.
CURRENTLY PLAYING FLIP CUP WITH A WORLD SERIES CHAMPION
Edible... I FEEL CLOSER TO THE UNIVERSE AND I DEF TRAVELED IN TIME. I THINK I CAN READ MINDS NOW.
He was gone when I woke up. But he left skid marks on my sheets and our unopened bottle of Titos is missing
New Rule: No more sleepovers with guys we met on Reddit
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