Uhhh...do I owe you any money? Or an apology? Or anything?
Can we just schedule bi-weekly fucks and bypass all the bullshit?
She solidified the fact that the icon from Wendy's is the only ginger I care for
Just saw my father's penis. Don't know what to say.
I want something that's relevant to him banging her right after I did. Like "runner-up"
I stuck a note to his door with my gum explaining why i couldn't spend the night. as i was walking away, he opened the door...i fell down and played dead. deffinitly didn't see me.
allie, at least he made an effort and braided his goatee.
i spent an hour trying to convince my psychiatrist that the fact that i showed up for my appointment drunk was progress, and she does not agree
hot boxing the bathroom at chili's. where the fuck are you, it's too big of a box for just one person.
Stoned in some guys basement listening to ELO. it's like its 1978.
I approve. Last time I was there, I left E's room to get a drink of water. Found M sitting on the kitchen counter in his boxers hammered and eating a banana. He proceeded to feed me the rest of his banana then went to bed with the lights on. You two will be great.
Just FYI, by the transitive property my breasts have now touched the Stanley Cup.
Ugh. The fucking vaginal recession is so real right now.
It's a beautiful day to be high as fuck
Why is there a pair of panties on my front lawn?
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