I got fucking wesley sniped last night by that power hoe. How'd it end up on your end? Did you canoodle the stripper enough for her to agree to go to formal?
I'm drive I can fine osifer
i threw up in a box in my own lap driving today.
Malibu has added tequila to its rum. It's like when two beautiful gaybies come together an spawn a unicorn that only cries jellybean tears.
They said I was more of a mess than the German. I have achieved the unachievable, you may bow down to me
Body paints and jello. Your canvas awaits
Another sexterpiece awaits
Nothing worse then being at the gym on the elliptical next to a guy looking at porn on his phone
He fucked me so hard my nail polish actually chipped. I'm keeping him.
Apparently I give handjobs in my sleep. So that's interesting.
Moral of the story: fuckboys never change
i was asked to be gay of honor by three different girls and NONE of the groomsmen at any of the weddings is open to experimenting. i mean whats the point then.
I feel as if some line has been crossed, but only in this vague, WTF sort of way.
Like I fucked him in the shower at 3 am when I had classes all day the next day so he can't say I'm not dedicated
I just sold Adderall to a priest, im not quite sure how I feel about this situation
Even in drag you're still better looking than your sister.
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