I think about you every night.
I'm sorry.
My relationship with VH1 is so bittersweet
The project manager just came into talk to me for the first time and I had justed googled best drum solo ever and couldn't X out of the screen.
he looked like jesus. just the kind of jesus i would have sex with.
he used a semicolon in his bootycall text, of course he's not gonna go down on me.
Correct me if I'm wrong here... but did we serenade each others breasts to "winds of change" last night?
you were fixing your hair in the bathroom mirror and then fell backwards through the locked stall while she was in mid pee and fell on her lap.
It's times like this I miss having my nipples pinched
And then we made magical love in his room under a blacklight as his roommate and girlfriend argued violently in the living room
OMG CHARGE YOUR PHONE I NEED TO KNOW IF THIS IS A GOOD PICTURE OF MY ASS
low point in my life last night. licked pizza grease off my iphone screen..
So, no matter what happens today, hold on to this. At least you're not naked under your ex husband's trench coat being stopped by the police who also work with your ex husband. Long story. Actually, not a long story. That's it.
the only decorations on the Christmas tree were twinkle lights, condoms, and empty natty cans. I do love a classy holiday party
My parents are being so annoying about my colon.
You ran up to my room. I was naked. You refused to leave without drugs. I love you.
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