Let's make love on the newspapers that declare financial doomsday
I fukin lobve the states. Girls here let me fuck them because they like my accent. I may not go back
There will be two dogs there to provide supervision. Not to worry.
One of two things would happen: He'd love it, or you'd get a restraining order.
Everything smells like beer. Everything. But I cant drag myself out of bed to take a shower. So beer it is.
I'm in a hotel full of Marines. I'm leaving here pregnant.
Well it was tamer than the 4th of july when I blew that guy I met walking home from the fireworks
So I was thinking for Halloween I'd do Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde....for my vagina.
I really really need to have and out of body experience just so I can talk to myself about this shit that I'm doing with my life.
Seriously I'm dying. All my insides are fighting their way out of me. With light sabers and machetes.
the conference was great. we had to hide the acid in a planter in front of the department of agriculture though
ROB LOWE. SO BEAUTIFUL. SO DOUCHEY. SO HARD TO SPELL HIS NAME WHEN DRUNK.
He got in a shopping cart outside of home depot and insisted we push him down a flight of stairs. For science.
I had to bail out of the tour de Franzia because I have class Saturday morning. Grad school is ruining my life
I just remembered I casually gave you a tour of the house after we boned...lol
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