its not stalking. its research.
What kind of poor, pathetic town do we live in where a horny teenage girl is sitting in her basement on a saturday night, unlaid?
we're talking about where were going. or where we stand. but yeah we'll basically be doing it in the hallway so just ignore us
I cut my penus on the lid.
Yeah, I wish I could have one upped you. But all I did was ride circles around a cop on a stolen bicycle while laughing at him for telling me to stop riding on the sidewalk.
He hasn't responded, but he probably just jizzed in his shorts again, so I'll give him time.
Just ate a gummy bear I found in my sheets. So yeah, 2013 is SO gonna be my year.
I'm going to give blood tomorrow. Prepare yourself for pictures and a cynical poem about the heart and its level of tangibility.
I haven't been sober in 4 days.
Then be sober
No.
I want to just live in between your butt cheeks.
You literally spelled every word wrong or with numbers except for "drunk", which you used all caps for.
I felt the need to accentuate it....
He isn't understanding any of my Fetty Wap references. He may not be a keeper after all.
You texted him 17 times. Asking for him back and sending random pictures of Jimmy Buffett. He didn't answer.
I'm surronded by jorts. You're probably too drunk to care. I'm gonna cry now. Love you.
Tbh I’m not a vibrator enthusiast
But I am godly
Randomize
