Just saw remains of her puke from last night on my pants.... thats got "Apology BJ" written all over it.
dont try to nair your balls. i speak from experience
he used his one phone call on me and it said "you have a collect call from- LETS GET IT- at the montgomery county jail".
Thats the last thing I remember and then I woke up in this Dutch kids dorm and he was taking a picture of me while I was sleeping
It took me four clicks to get to 2009 on his profile. This can't work.
I ate the snowman's head. That is not a drug euphemism.
we tried to steal a tractor last night. you should have come out.
Ha ha. You should see the things I'm doing to my body at Bob Evans.
It seems like every guy I've hooked up with all end up hanging out together, its like a cult.
It seems that only way I've actually improved myself after 2 years of writing for the school newspaper is that I've mastered the art of descriptive words to improve my sexting skills
If you can't seal the deal with her, I will. And you know I'll be successful. So there's your incentive
You made noises. And kept meowing. I have a twenty minute phone call to prove it.
I'm bringing pajamas, aspirin, morning after clothes and morning after pill
I took it as a sign from the lord above that she wanted me to creep on these men.
Sometimes I feel like my vagina has a photographic memory of his penis. It sucks that he got engaged....
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