4:25 am: I want you here. Ugh.
4:12a: just got back to his place now. I don't want to talk about it
bahahaha. this guy working at subway literally has someone's name tattooed on his arm, crossed out, and another name below it.
I just woke up to my FedEx of contacts I've been waiting for for about a week and my hungover ass went to the bathroom and used beer instead of contact solution.
there's got to be a less slutty way to tell him the baby isn't his
I mean I found and stalk his moms facebook.. that obsessed.
We gave a starfish gin and Lucky Charms. I think it enjoyed it. Best trip to the beach ever.
Sometimes I wonder why.. Then I realize I can't fool myself with that question bc we all know it's bc of his enormous dick
That doesn't help it make any more sense. Because now you've brought pinata condoms into this.
when was she peeing in the stairwell? why dont i remember this?
....because generally we only remember 40% of the night each, and have to fill eachother in. And that still leaves 20% that we will never know and its probably for the best
They just showed up to the party with a shopping cart full stolen of naty ice cans, no boxes, just cans. Shit just got real !
Sorry I punched you in the throat. You got in my way. You understand.
well ya only live once...
that cant be your answer for every horrible thing you do
I mean seriously with your cock and my tits combined we could rule the world. Pinky and the brain style
Finding my pants in the morning should not make me this proud
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