I got everything I ever gave her back, every picture, and money for the dog. I didn't want it she brought it all back and gave it to me. clothes jackets, pictures, dried flowers, ear rings, necklace...
Sell it on ebay and let's go to the bar
Call me back. I want to hear your side of the dead cat in my garage story.
I hate to tell you this, but your sister reeks of whore.
The answer to your question is yes. I am wearing a star of david to the bar in order attract a jewish man.
She got subburned last week and her bikini ties in the middle...when I took off her shirt, there was a sunburned bow between her boobs. Like a present. Happy birthday to me!
He walked into the party with a case on one shoulder and a boom box on the other of course I fucked him
i pretended i was deaf and got a girl to come home with me
Yeah well my vagina has expectations too but they don't get met all the time.
Between the booze, mechanical bulls, and penis's I think my body hates it when I'm single
You'd be surprised at the stuff my vagina tells my brain to say
Honestly I'm so excited to go to bed I feel as if I don't deserve to be in my early twenties.
I'm sitting in the breakroom facing a very large sign that says "inappropriate workplace behaviors", and i can't help but feel like it is directed at me
Thats just a parental red flag. They have been brainwashed. Lets baptize them into the church of PBR
Good god you suck at this wake up call. Seriously. If I can, after consuming enough vodka to subdue a russian soldier, muster up enough motivation to call you in the morning and send you naked pictures the least you could do is pick up.
Puking in the Ritz Carlton bathroom was actually kind of a nice experience
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