weak ass sauce last night. waste of time. you suck. ps. your boobs are fake
doing washington apple shots with my mom. sunday afternoons suddenly got so much better.
You stayed up for three hours wasted, feeding my rabbit 2 1/2 boxes of girl scout cookies.
I just followed a trail of feathers and glitter to class. Today better be fucking magical.
I need to get the stench of sex and broken dreams out of my room
my mom used to put diet coke in my bottle. i can pretty much handle anything.
in the middle of giving him head in the backseat of my car he taps me on the shoulder, opens the door, throws up three times and then proceeds to tell me how amazing i am.
Oh my god. My pre-date bowl for nerves tuned into "I'm too high for this date" he kept talking about trucks and I couldn't stop making racial slurs.
You could have chosen coming to fuck me over getting too hammered to drive. But you made your bed, and now you get to jack off alone in it.
just to let you know its hard to talk to your father while being fingered up against a car..
I feel like she is getting all kinds of bacterial exposure that may otherwise have been avoided had she been wearing pants
I am googling "notable people who had syphilis"
I AM GETTING LAID TONIGHT YES HAPPY DAY PRAISE JESUS ALMIGHTY IN HEAVEN DEAR GOD CHRIST YES DADDY YAAASSS
Just so you know, I choose to answer your bootytext tonight because it was the most creative.
Well the cops were called after the kid fell, but we saw 4 cute guys from our window while it was going down, so it wasn't all that bad.
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