My grandpa is talking about laundry and he asked if i could run a "small hot load." Wow. I had to leave the room.
I think I'd remember a dick in my mouth
hey I'm just gonna fall asleep in the bathroom at the library call me when you're done with class
We planned for the zombie apocalypse. In great detail. Of course there was booze involved.
everyone knows he gets back in a week and after that i'm not sleeping around anymore. it's like i have a expiration date.
I had forgotten what it was like to go to all four classes. It's exhausting.
Manscaping on you would be like trying to clean up the oil spill with a dixie cup.
Still drunk just puked in the meat cooler tried to clean it up with ham. Its not working
He got 20 stiches.. Who knew so much damage could come from a single shopping cart.
Well, it was good.. One step forward for my vaj.. One giant leap backwards for my integrity.
he appreciated my fucking vagina for two hours he can appreciate my honesty
Thx for last night. I've never had so much fun while being told my life decisions are questionable at best.
I'm pretty sure my calc professer is on coke. He's just too excited for this to be an 8am class.
I had a dream I hooked up with Post Malone. I can still smell the dream
Want to have dinner and we can talk about how my vagina can make you feel better?
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