my room smells like sperm. sweet.
don't you miss dr. quinn: medicine woman? i do.
got high and went straight for the Doritos. I'm some kind of walking cliche.
His hands were made for my vagina.
Dave a horae rider a coqw boy
I have a date tonight... Like a real date... Not the kind where you just go over to his house and have sex and then never speak again.
Gravity stopped and i'm discussing Greek philosophy with two guys I don't know. There's someone asleep on me. We need to use their dealer.
Well. Turns up no one actually knows who that kid was. Came in, said happy fathers day, chilled for a while, then left.
Wouldn't life be so much easier if you could just walk up to attractive men and say, "Let me bear your children" and it wouldn't be creepy?
Or possibly end in a restraining order?
Yeah. Moral of the story: Don't mace yourself. It sucks dick.
either he just commented on my nose ring or he's offering me cocaine, I honestly can't tell
he was almost the father of your baby, you should let him take you to dinner
Babe if there was a way to give a back rub and head at the same time that's what I would ask for my birthday, Christmas and of course right now. Please think about how and get back to me.
Just calm down. My foot long super joint and I will be over shortly.
I'd give my right arm to start my period. My right arm. Thats more significant then my left.
Randomize
