Five things that make you perfect. Go.
The skin of a dead hooker. The blood of the innocent. The soul of a kitten. The hat from cat in the hat. And sunglasses.
Apparently I called 911 everytime Sean Kingston told me to
i had just passed the point of no return when my mom opened my door. I hid my dick and took the porn off the computer in time but i still had to explain my day at school to her WHILE i was jizzing in my pants.
There is no point in being painfully greyhound thin if you are then going to dress like it's raining in 1992.
I found the pot of gold last night, and it was full of bad decisions.
basically theres shrimp everywhere. splattered on the walls, in the carpet, its bad. ohh theyre never gonna get the smell out.
I can't wait for the 4th. I'll probably get drunk and end up puking all over whichever 18 year old I end up making out with.
Whoever was the last to get in from the chinese firedrill had to pay the dealer.
He told me the escort brought him pizza. Can something be sad and awesome at the same time ?
I need to throw up and die. The order doesn't matter. I feel like shit
Random question, but did I leave a spoon on your dresser last night?
I said geronimo as I came I'm not sure if he appreciated the doctor who reference or was just confused
My condoms might be a little big for you but hey, a big sweater is better than no sweater at all when it's cold right?
i found you laying on the floor staring at the ceiling and you kept muttering "why" in various inflections.
In case you were wondering I realized something last night, Rick James was correct. Cocaine is a hell of a drug.
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