So the D.A.R.E. essay I helped my tutor kid write won an award. Oh the irony.
just so you know, the whole club saw your tits last night. and booed.
So... My dad just saw the Plan B package and the beer cans in my backseat.
Oh its cool I'm sure he already knows you're a whore and an alcoholic.
Goodbye hot boy in my geo class...goodbye my lover, goodbye my friend. you have been the one, you have been the reason I came to claassss
dude, there's a fucking musical in my head. it's fucking awesome being this high.
I had to call maintenance to come unclog the toilet.
Something to remember me by.
I'm bleeding from my lower lip, and I have bruises around my neck. It was just easier to say I got mugged.
we need to drink more beer. the fridge wont close.
I am lonely and I want to touch your beard
I just want school to he over so we can build a big tent, do drugs inside it, and watch cartoons until the sun comes up.
That's all I've ever wanted.
I need to wake up with a beard between my thighs more often, I'm a fucking saint.
Moral of the story: fuckboys never change
i almost threw up on his dick. its like icarus, flew too close to the sun. except the sun is his dick and my throat was icarus
I JUST SNEEZED WITH A MOUTHFUL OF CHEWED UP CASHEWS AND THEY CAME OUT MY NOSE AND IT HURT AND NOW I HAVE A LITTLE NOSEBLEED
I wasnt 2 drunk i sobered up around the time we were shooting the fire extinguishers
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