How is Miami?
Omk. I'm shitggaved om loincoln
I discovered the grieving process is shock, denial, anger...and then something about drinking until you puke on yourself
sounds like you fell off the wagon.
fuck falling off. at this point, the wagon is a dot on the horizon.
dude all my bootycalls are going to Eclipse tonight... Do I really want it that bad?
to which he commented "you must really like me on top". I didn't have the heart to tell him that was the only way the room stopped spinning
I'm watching i used to be fat. I've been doing crunches for the last half hour yelling at the slut on tv to stop crying and do crunches.
In honor of the internet blackout, I think everyone needs to change their Facebook pictures to ones of them being blacked out.
Update is I am officially king of Gettysburg. Tam and I are being threaded like royakt. In bought e ruined a drink
Sometimes crazy just comes naturally. I don't need booze to say that on occasion I feel the need to rip off my asshole and throw it against the fridge to see if it sticks.
I have to confess something, I may or may not have knocked on your window at 2:30 am while balancing on some guys hands. We found tequila.
The amount of knuckle children I've had to the Farrah Abraham sex tape is disturbing and impressive
I love getting kicked out of places. Its like winning a little league game
The guy whose porn password I use finally renewed his membership. Lazy fucker had been slacking all summer.
You cannot steal the fun of my nakedness. You do not own my nakedness. My nakedness is my sole property and I share that fun with whom I choose.
i just remember singing the theme song from 2 and 1/2 men to my hair
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