Yep, it's a dick on our front door. Intentional?
My balls are about to become a huge part of your mouth's life
and pubic hair rears its ugly head again
I'm in the line at the airport trying not to vomit on the person in front of me. Happy Tuesday.
My feelings are currently in a sea of vodka and "I don't give a shit"
Aren't they always?
It's been this way for a few days. I had chick fil a on Friday so this could be an attack from the Gay Gods as punishment.
Puke, feathers, beads, and solo cups all on my way to class. I'm surprised anyone's alive after this weekend.
You are the tramp this city needs, but not the one it deserves.
are we fucking for lunch or am I using my vibrator ?
There is someone out there for you right now. And we will find her. Or him. Her. Her, we'll start with tits.
You know you're too high when you find yourself crying at " hand in my pocket" by Alanis Morissette because it's "just TOO REAL"
Spending Thanksgiving making a swinging profile brings the day to a whole new level...
I don't know about this Sanders guy after all. I'm voting for MYSTERY BABYLON, WHORE OF ALL THE EARTH
Hillary?
I sent him a topless photo and he complimented my eyes. I'm not sure if I'm offended or pleasantly surprised.
No I'm not high but I did cry for over an hour tonight because I realized that they never made a sequel to "Under the Tuscan Sun" with Diane Lane.
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