so I'm never txting u again after today...
y?
cuz i don't wanna see it on blogspot :)
ha...too late
He looks too sensitive, like he's going to write me a poem and cry after the first time we have sex.
Is a box of franzia too insincere of a gift for "i'm sorry I backed into your toddler with my car"?
I don't remember his name but he sat in the bathroom and gave us both advice...
slut bingo starts in ten minutes ...
I keep reminding myself that my vagina isn't a homeless shelter.
i don't know how it's possible. but i just bought groceries for a week with the money i made off returning empties
No I'm done finals, but I'm not coming home until these hickeys are gone.
he walkred up to the manager at dennys and said 'look, my friends passed out in your bathroom, can i go get her?'
He's a huge toolbag douche loser with a below average dick who doesn't know how to treat a girlfriend. He was my rebound after Brady. It was a pitiful 1 month rebound "extravaganza"
DR UNK TOWN USA
TEAM USA GO AMERICA
Please brint me miilk. I am on the floor but my door is open. Thank you, i appreciate u verry much.
But in today's society it's frowned upon not to wear pants in public.
My ladyscape is the envy of many and the shangrila of few. I will display it proudly.
On a scale of 0 to Thanksgiving, there is no amount of food that fights against tequila.
The weekend was a blur. There was vodka and penises and orgasms. I played a game of Cock Roulette and won big
Randomize
