Hey you
You're the only one I'll text back during sex. what's up?
i'm in his phone as sushi coochie
there should be a national holiday dedicated to how high i am
hahaha he is wasted in math class right now and is drawing all the planets in order from the sun
if i hear one more christmas song, i will fucking shoot myself.
I was high enough to understand and function with 'flip' while playing brick breaker
Damn. I don't think I could ever be that high.
We both bought three foot bongs...going to race to see who can smoke a mile first.
I just woke up in his house on his bathroom floor with an IV in my arm.
nope, if she's going to skank it up with ginge-a-saurus douche she deserves the silent treatment.
I swear if she asks me for a baby one more time I'm gonna sleep with one of her friends
six ambien and a bong later...he was calling me blueberry princess who need rescuing from the evil oven, and he was sir Eatsalot.
P.s. remind me to tell you about the porno that Paul envisioned starring you. It's wizard of oz themed.
Best part of Friday afternoon drinking? Having ping pong balls thrown into my cleavage.
He tried to brush a hair off my cheek, but turns out it was just a freakishly long chin hair. So no, we didn't bang.
I didn’t want to see that boob. I told her not to show me but she said “no, I’m going to show you”
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