I woke up and my panties were thumbtacked to his wall. Out of my reach.
im walking the streets of bville with a bag of cat food..looking for my car. i dont ever want to turn 21 again.
I think ill wear my dads dashiki but make it sluttier. We shall see
What an age we live in that I can try to pick up a guy by using my phone while I'm taking a shit at work.
Just sharpening my eyeliner with a butterfly knife. You know. Typical weekday morning.
I just find it funny that nobody ever threatens to call the cops on us until we have a Harry Potter party
There is blood on the door to my room, I have to go to sleep
You have to start asking people if they're gay before you kiss them..
He really only has clothes, like 4 boogie boards, and a bong here.
For starters i called the cops on myself for trying to destroy the ladys decorations
I better get weekly incoherent text messages or I will assume something is wrong.
I'm pretty sure my calc professer is on coke. He's just too excited for this to be an 8am class.
You know you have a good math teacher when we're talkIng about mixture problems and no one gets it until he explains it by talking about mixing alcohol
But I’m still curious to know... how did the homemade porno go?
ya figured it'd be nice to explore the mythical world of sober sex i've heard so much about
i've often wondered how it works
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