hey babe thanks for tonight, it was fun.
to be honest, i wanna fuck your friend.
she's naming her girl london marie
that kid will be born with a tramp stamp
I mean she's dancing like an epileptic patato and i'd like to slap her
I was debating whether her purse was real then I saw her puke in it.
he started fingering my stomach rolls instead of my vag... am i really that fat?
I know we had a good night last night because his turtle was half asleep chewing on the used condom.
After we had sex he bought me grape soda. I think I'll keep him.
so there is either a lot of blood or a lot of wine in the shower....
Theres dried jager, barbecue sauce and frie remnants all over my front seat.
yeah the cable guy is coming and everybody is hiding all the pieces in the house. we are up to thirty two. like a fun game of smokable scavener hunt.
Kripsy Kremes at our place, bring your own coffee. And your own donuts because these ones are ours.
Well I'm about 60% wine, 30% pure rage and 10% tears at the moment and I'm disappointed in how little alcohol is in me
All I'm sayin is that I don't want to raise anything. Or deal with anything. Or having anything come out of my vagina. I mean, I don't think that's asking too much.
I should've left when he told me that he only smoked crack by accident once
Pretty sure I was naked for most of the night.....success
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