Marg and I just meaowed the nat anthem. I was tenor.
'm tripping baaaaaaaaaaaaaaas
I love waking up with his head head between my legs, it makes me feel special
Its funny how you denied every part of the text except " you hate fat ppl"
Apparently I walked up to him, mumbled something incoherently, then started to make out with him. Why does this always happen.
Who wrote Most Moistest Dad on my chest and what the fuck does it mean?!?
I may or may not have just sent the bartender a pic of me in my slutty cheerleader costume with the caption "rah rah ree, gimme yo d"
I will always remember today as the day I narrowly escaped having to touch a tiny penis
If that's all it takes to cure your hangovers then you need to drink more.
Im at that shitty point in my day where I start planning night activities while finger dipping vyvance off of my desk, you got any plans?
There are some things you can ever unsee. And walking in on your dad jerking off is one of those things.
I will read books by day and do guys by night. A mental and physical enlightenment, if you will.
if he ever tells me he loves me when we are sober, i am a goner. just fyi.
I'm sitting here with a band aid on my labia, this is a first
Actually, my eyes didn't start bleeding until the next day. So it was a pretty awesome night overall.
So, I think think I left my underwear at your house. Well...not exactly your house but your roof.
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