so I'm never txting u again after today...
y?
cuz i don't wanna see it on blogspot :)
ha...too late
i would punch a child for taco bell
So... I'm really sorry I tried to sell you to random people in cars last night
My boobs grew. They knew we were going to vegas.
She just ended a sentence with "and he doesn't even mind my herpes..."
I can't leave. She doesn't trust me and my penis being out in the world without supervision.
I'd feel sorry for him and his injury but it's an inconvenience for my vagina
And I can feel feelings now and they hurt
I'm like a savant for remembering names I learned while I was drunk. Seriously, I'm three for three. I'm on a roll.
There are two guys's cum on my sheets. Be a man and be the third.
she's fucked both of my roommates but not me. i feel like I'm not part of the group anymore
Apparently I was so drunk last night I got stuck in the revolving door at the hotel. They have suveliance vidoes of it.
Taco Bell is better for you than cocaine, I promise.
Just stopped at a cross walk because the light turned red 3 streets down. I'm way too high.
My brain is a dvd screensaver and I'm allowed to have a good thought when it hits the corner
Randomize
