@ a funeral. fucking miss uuuu
THE PICTURE OF PEPPERMINT MOCHA MADE ME WANT TO TOUCH MYSELF
So I'll spare the details, but I think I discovered I'm lactose intolerant. In my sleep. And you'll be needing new sheets.
We met at my place after separate parties but the condom wrapper was red with hearts and said love. Does that count as a romantic date?
I feel like a really awesome person when i have to check my roof for things i've lost
he has the hands of the vagina gods.
He came out in cowboy boots and underpants holding a beer while he hugged my mom. I love Montana.
if I just puked into my own hand, but then cleaned it up quickly, quietly, and calmly, am I still a trainwreck?
I just literally had a dance party in my closet. I've never been this blazed.
getting busted for public urination is like, a step above j-walking. you'll be fine
I told my boyfriend that the thing I missed most about him was scratching his balls for him.
I just had sex with the Sheriff's Deputy. You should call me.
You're going to literally shit your fucking unholy pants when Jesus rides in with his dual light-sabers on his velociraptor and cleaves you in half.
Why are we so out going and care free I can't wait for maturity to kick in so we stop having 700 dollar bar tabs
If I say I hate myself for it does it make it any better?
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