Yo dont text me then not text me
"you've got the devil in yuh. the curse of Jesus is coming on your sex soon." That's what a homeless guy just told me.
definition of desperate: He gave me his SC drivers license so i wouldn't forget to facebook him.
I love college. Only here at ten in the morning can you hear "Man, hot sauce on my pussy was my worst idea in a long time." while walking down the hall.
So my prents justed posted "DO NOT DISTURB" on facebook and i just heard their door shut and lock...I'm leaving
I'm either watching Fifth Element or Hotel Rwanda. There's black people and white people and high life tall boy 18 packs are $11.99 so I could be watching my own hand. I have no idea.
The trees feel like magic. Come fly to taco bell with me.
I'm trying to decide whether it's worth it to masturbate in this gas station bathroom
On the plus side, I got cel phone video of a major fox news host doing coke.
I find it ironic...the gays are dying to get married & I just want a fucking divorce
At least I remembered to wear a bra. I feel like that's a big accomplishment right now
I think if I send him enough nudes, he will buy my plane ticket.
I just spontaneously learned how to embroider at three in the morning.
I also almost burned the house down in the process. Don't ask me how. It's a long story.
Been there. Done that. Still have his t-shirt.
This is the fourth guy that I've broken in to gay sex. How the hell do they find me?
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