yea pretty sure we followed the trail of your spaghetti-o vomit to find the car
Sorry if I ruined your sex last night with my constant text updates about the plot of Bolt.
we're making bets on your personal life
We are taking shots for every green Lon-Capa box we get for the homework.
I think theres a high possibility i could be flammable.
She came to the party dressed as slutty elmo and then called me oscar the grouch for not wanting to bang her in the dumpster outside.
she is way to in-touch with her childhood
i think we should start 2012 by becoming clean and sober for awhile and buckle down
ppsyche im wasted where are you
you cant ever make fun of my bong's stick on moustache again. its the reason the cop let me keep it and my weed.
I drunk dialed my ex-boyfriend last night. He was sitting next to my new boyfriend. Shoot me in the face.
He's bought his dick a cell phone. A cell phone. For his dick...
He gave me the number and told me that I if I want to hook up again, I have to call his penis.
I've got my wine, though it wasnt very good so I threw a sour patch kid in it
Hope you don't mind if I never tell my family about you.
you haven't really lived until you are in a situation where your vagina is hanging out
"suitors" is just a nice way of her saying "the guys i'm fucking"
i gotta say this to some one...... my penis feels sooooooooo sooooooft, its amazing
like for real, sooooooooooooooo smoooooooooooooth its amazing
I can't wait for you to read this text tomorrow
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