susan atkins died, charles manson's lady
dont cry, there are other serial killers to crush on.
We fucked standing up with my right leg over his shoulder. Thank you mom and dad for having once enrolled me in gymnastics. It has finally paid off
Ive seen teh same guy pissing in the corner. Twice. Its eally weird. My frieds gonna do th funnel. Im so excited for her! Love, cori. Cuz its lik a diary.
The Angel on my shoulder is now resorting to merely reminding me that, "You will regret this later." I'm not sure if he's learning how I think or just giving up. Either way, should make life a bit more interesting.
BTW rolling him off the couch and onto that tarp was pure genius. He definitely pissed himself last night.
My mom asked me if I ever go on dates. I had to suppress the urge to ask if having casual sex with a freshmen counts as dating
sometimes, you gotta take him by the hands like tails took sonic, and fly him into the bedroom.
Should I be concerned you put your last name in my phone as "danger"?
It's almost sad. It's like the Harambe of vagina stories really.
We need to borrow someone's dog. Just so we can non-creepily go to PetSmart and watch all the other dogs take photos with Santa
Last night I tried to apply for a job at ihop. That drunk.
Chasing shots with airborne.. Gonna get rid of my sickness and my soberness.
reminiscing on last night: why the fuck did I feel the need to stand on chairs everytime we took a jello shot?
I am certain that you would be a mere freckle on the behemoth of slutty that has taken place at this complex.
Dude, she was there with her husband and I was there with my wife. Of course we banged in the bathroom.
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