He's so far in the closet he's in Narnia
I got so high last night I started crying because i couldn't stop thinking about how scary space is
his profile picture is him throwing up "#1" hands after his lax championship next to his coach that i fucked....embarrasing for him, yet ironically beautiful for me.
Apparently the last thing they remember of me was me stumbing into a bathroom, then falling out 5 minutes later clutching a butter knife repeating "ketamine goes in my face hole"
How the fuck did you end up in a tree? With multiple people?
It sounds miserable..I have to wear a dress and it's a cash bar?
we're like Indians of the 21st century. trading not for food and survival but personal gain and by trouble you mean getting daytime drunk and going to the roller ring then yes.
It's that thing where you don't have any food so you just drink beer to get your needed calories for the day.
I felt like in order for him to make it to mordor and destroy the ring, he'd have to make sweet sweet love to me in some form of hut or cave.
Your text makes more sense read in reverse.
I had to ask. I mean when you get a snap chat of a nipple you have to ask who's it is.
Powdered alcohol is a real thing now. Move over crystal light... Water bottles rejoice!!
There is no rule that you can't be in a room with more than one dick that's been inside you.
Do you think it's a bad sign of the outcome of the pregnancy test I'm about to take that I was eating a fudgsicle on the way into the drugstore? Would it make worse to tell you I also bought a big ass bag of Cornnuts?
Three cheers for handling my crush on my boss in an entirely reasonable manner, by having a threesome with my coworkers.
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