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:x need to take off all my clothes cause I am getting so hot I'm wanna take my clothes off
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doing hookah tonight...let's see what the hype is about ....

doing hookah tonight...let's see what the hype is about ....
I think I've tried every flavor in the book. Me and my friend had to stop, we thought it was ruining our singing voices
....I did hookah last night tho 
just a way to be social and not drinkWhat's the point of hookah?

lemon flavor is goat to me though.
to relax and chill with the homies, talk about stuff, do some homework, it's something interesting to socialise over that's not food or shopping.What's the point of hookah?


Morning TANLOT,
Got up, got dressed, drove to work, thought to myself, "Hey, why notbefore work??". Get to work, pull up my systems, looked at the calendar and saw that I was approved for paid time off I requested for back in January.
Carpe Diem mother *******.![]()


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to relax and chill with the homies, talk about stuff, do some homework, it's something interesting to socialise over that's not food or shopping.What's the point of hookah?
[–]BadAdvice101 1135 points 17 hours ago*x3
Her name was Sarah. I have loved her for as long as I can remember. She was the type of woman that you could take for granted. She'd make your dinner or clean up after you, but you would ignore her. This was me.
She's been dead for twenty years. Twenty years. Sometimes I wake up and I can't remember what she looks like. Sometimes I won't move or get up until I can remember, and once I stayed in bed for six hours before I was able to see her face again. I'm getting old, and the older I get the harder it is to remember her.
Sarah was the type of woman you just can't replace. It was only when she died that I realized all the things she had done for me. The long nights when she sat in the living room, watching television until I came home after a long night of drinking and then making sure I was clean and ready for bed. But no matter how late it was, she would always be up in the morning with a smile and the smell of breakfast rising behind her. How often that she would sacrifice her own time to make me happy. She was the one that taught me unrequited love, the kind of love that only one woman can give you in your lifetime.
To this day the only thing that I can remember are the times I yelled at her, ignored her, or left for days without contacting her. Those days turned into weeks, and then months, and then years. She would call occasionally but I just didn't have the time, and now I regret it with every bone in my body.
Her name was Sarah, but to me she will always be mom.
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