I got vodka in my stocking. Having an alcoholic mom has paid off.
well i did drunkenly flip his snowmobile going 90, so i can kind of see why hes mad
Security said no more parties of this kind. To me that translates to Theme party this weekend.
Ask him about a girl named Meg then give a disappointed and disapproving face.
Luckily my prof thought I was puking from nerves and gave me motivational mini speeches the entire final.
and i'm going to kill you for what you did to my nipples last night. of course i want to hang out
HIS TAN HAS PUT ME TO SHAME. HE TOOK HIS PANTS OFF AND HIS DICK LOOKED LIKE A GHOST
Girl re-adjusts bra, no one bats an eye. I re-adjust nuts, everyone stares.
I can get there in 20, one question, Drress Code? Stripper Lite (make up may require an additional 5-10 minutes), Suggestive Professor (professor Kamil's cleavage ain't got nothing on me), Daywear, Dyke (and trust me you ain't seen dyke), or Exactly What I'm Wearing Right Now. (all of the above may arrive under a coat and are subject to my level of sobriety. Which is currently like nonexistent).--xoxo you know you love me, Gossip Girl.
My pants are on and I'm pretty sure I tried to throw them at someone.
That's it. I'm moving to LA & sitting on his face.
I never thought I'd say this but there's too many dicks around here.
You had sex with a kid to spare him the shame of being a virgin. Evidence is on my side.
Partying with my eighth grade history teacher I know you're jealous
If I die bedazzle my coffin please.
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