um. i met him on myspace...we text now, he lives down the street
someone owes me an orgasm
I just had an epiphany. There is NOTHING TO STOP ME from making cake mix and eating it all instead of making a cake. It feels like my entire life has peaked at this moment.
Just wanted to make sure that my favorite hot mess is still alive. I dont need words, just a response of any sort. K hope youre living
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This is sufficient.
it was literally the size of a crayloa marker. i didnt know what to do with it so i just sat there
i was laying in her brothers bed, in his old room. and i kept getting the chills. i didn't know if it was a draft or the ghosts of BJ's past.
Totally just projectile vomited while ridind a bicycle.
you were upstairs in your room looking out your window and saw him puking in your bushes outside. you then proceeded to open the window and sing Come To My Window
you riverdanced for the cops while the rest ran away.
Soo I woke up in the storage room at best western....I dont even know what say
I have no inclination to even want to think about what God's existential meltdown is going to be like. O.o
I was intimate with him for twenty minutes and will be intimate with shame for twenty years.
We're going to ride the bus of mixed signals all the way to unrequited love town and that's where I'm going to live my life and then die.
Get the fuck in, we're going to Taco Bell.
He's UNCIRCUMCISED. And it curves. Two things I've never encountered in all my sluttiness and they're both on the hottest guy alive. :(
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