508, what difference does it make? You were alone, anyway.
I have got to lose weight!! Apparently no one wants to fuck a fat chick with herpes.
One of my students just wrote an essay on how ninjas, like drug addicts, must realize they need help before they can get better...I gave it an A+
I just got hit by a car. I'm fine; I'll be to the bars in about 15
She was adopted and used to dance at Sapphire. just my speed.
Beer bonged 7 shots of Jameson. I title this night short stories with tragic endings.
She was puking in a plastic bag while cleaning where she puked on the floor. She knows how to multitask.
Drunk. The frashmen love me. Give them. Toilrt paper. And shiots
So, sleeping with all of my Vicodin in my bra because I knew she'd be searching my room for drugs tonight. I'LL SHOW HER.
Plan: drunk dancing. Reality: drunk almost getting in fights with people that could beat me into the ground.
On another note, I feel like my vagina is slowly being peeled off with a rusty potato peeler.
That guy has been pretty randomly in and out of my vagina for 4 years...I don't think I'm required to tell him when I'm dating.
Good point.
did you just correct my grammar and then send me a photo of your dick?
I think even the taco bell employees judged me
Slept in and having coffee. No sounds of whipping and no veiny dildos next to me. This is good. How's your mornin?
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