I have a deodorant stick dedicated to my balls.
I don't know. The next thing I remember we were in the walmart parking lot making out.
I mean I'm basically single. Or maybe just an asshole. Either way.
"lets watch the sunrise" turned into "lets have sex on the roof at six thirty in the morning"
Listen. I'm a changed woman. I have no problem using him for sex.
Apparently I walked up to him, mumbled something incoherently, then started to make out with him. Why does this always happen.
I never want to hear the words unlimited shots for boobs in the same sentence ever again.
It's like all my brain cells are screaming at me.
I'm dying.
Please come home, i don't want to feel like basket garbage girl but I'm in your alleyway and not sure how to change that.
someone wrote my own number down on my hand and then call me.
Seriously I'm dying. All my insides are fighting their way out of me. With light sabers and machetes.
I'm mailing you cans of corn and that's final.
GOOGLE HAS JUST RELEASED AN UPDATE THAT ALLOWS YOU TO CATCH POKEMON USING MAPS. Pack your shit, our time has COME.
tried to suck my ex boyfriends dick last night at a bar... Happy homecoming from me to you
Dude get over here. Steven brought super soakers filled with colored vodka.
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