what ever happened to devon sawa?
fuck...who knows?
i'm really worried about him.
I'm so fucking pissed that I wasted my shooting star wish on him and his little penis.
We always say that. And then its 4am and someone is screaming at strippers.
It's like, I'm the official vagina for that DJ group
You can't just send the picture of my vagina back to me, 2 months after we broke up, and make small talk out of it.
The whiskey is fighting the tequila on who wants to be the one who end my night first.
You're right. Single life welcomed me back with open arms. It's like it knew it wasnt going to be long when I left.
its warm now so i can go back to sleeping with guys based on their fuckability rather than how much warmth they generate.
Hate you missed the after party, I was covered in dish soap gliding bare assed down a slip n slide at 6:30 this morning
I don't hate him I just hate being present to see him consume 80 dollars worth of alcohol and then try to tip people with left over money on a Walmart gift card
There is blood on the door to my room, I have to go to sleep
You said you brought chipotle into a movie and I asked you to marry me and you said yes
I feel like if he almost got me pregnant once, i can at least say hi in a bar
Dropped the bowl in the litter box. But it landed face up. What do I do?
He plays D&D and his dick should be carved out of marble. I think I'm in love.
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