weak ass sauce last night. waste of time. you suck. ps. your boobs are fake
I think you're the first person to ever call Louisville, KY a "romantic getaway".
the doctor brought back painful memories by lecturing me about your teeth marks that are still on my dick.
It's okay, I climbed on the roof of the bar to get my shoe back. This may become a Saturday tradition. I'll keep you updated
My absolute favorite part of last night was after I puked in the ally, we rounded the corner and you screamed, "she's ok!" and everyone cheered
i love all of you. Physical. Emotional. Mental. All of it. When we speak i feel like a feather or a dragon depending on the conversation ...
I'm the saddest girl in a tutu right now.
What drink are we having for lunch?
We smoked a bowl in front of the abortion clinic shouting Obama at the protestors.
When someone's woman crush wednesday is an ultrasound of her unborn daughter...
I can't
It's official. I'm gonna fuck hot art class guy. But this won't be like hot Samsung guy. I'm gonna make sure I follow through this time.
My greatest accomplishment today was eating a box of Thai food the size of a toddler.
I didn't want dick. I wanted spaghetti.
it's like he didn't even know what a vagina was
She was drunk running in the middle of the street when a cop saw her,picked her up and dropped her off at her house. This really doesn't surprise me.
Randomize
