Nevermine. I'm just going to tell you on Myspace with a glitter graphic.
Being hungover naked and coloring my hair. I guess I am not naked I have black latex gloves on. Give me a call.
im coming over.
I need to stop sleeping with republicans and cowboys fans.
He kissed my cheek and I could smell it the whole way home like shit
I feel like none of my dresses scream slut the way I'd like them to
you think she would figure it out that ever dude that fucks her is just doing it bc they are in a contest to bang the fattest girl
side note. good thing you didn't come to drunk breakfast. we were judged by children.
I sleep with the gay men, they no longer have questions about their sexuality. No strings attached at it's finest and i get new shopping buddies out if it. It really is a win win situation.
You are my idol.
I'm dressed like a deranged cupcake. Let's get fucked up.
him crossdressing on the weekends is awkward but not a deal breaker for me.
I'm eating cereal out of a cocktail shaker. That kind of blizzard.
"We hooked up and in the morning he emailed me his mix tape"
so in addition to the two guys I slept with last night, and the third that I turned down this morning, a fourth has appeared. best Valentine's Day ever.
the fact that you beer bonged rum made me so proud, the fact that you threw up an entire footlong tuna melt after... not so much babe
He only has one ball. it was like fucking a cyclops.
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