i hate this light. i wouldnt even hook up with me in this light
i killed an earwig and left its corpse on the wall as a warning
my house keeper must think I'm a prostitute.
New thing to add to the list of never wanted to talk about with my grandma: sweating in ur crouch and vag area
He texted me for drugs this time. Not sex. I dunno if I should be pleased it's not sex or disappointed that I come across as a druggie
My password hint says "not sunset, also facebook." i need to stop doing computer things while high. I will never figure this clue out.
Oh, I never thought you were a dick. You were one of the best morally comprised ideas I've ever had.
As your attorney I advise you to rage rapidly
I can't imagine anything that has a removal ass flap as being sexy
Lab coat again saves the day - hiding embarrassing shart evidence...
IM WEARING A FLAG
So that's a no to the clothes then
FLAG
I didn't have time to wash my hair yesterday. Ended up spraying some Febreeze on it.
Like I don't care that he's a drug dealer, but I have a problem with his inefficient and ineffective business model.
Can't. Way too high. Forgot how to operate doors. Stuck outside.Come get me.
how do you tell someone, in the most complimentary way possible, that they would make an excellent stripper?
Randomize
