Nevermine. I'm just going to tell you on Myspace with a glitter graphic.
I can actually hear my brain cells scream as they die when she speaks.
My poo smells like dog food. That's how I know it was a good night.
After the VIP Latina experience at the strip club last night, I am rooting for Mexico in this years World Cup.
martini and pecan pie.. breakfast of champions.
Remember that foreign guy who never talked last night? He just came out of my bathroom when I woke up.
i understand why you think this is a bad idea but its happening so buckle up an get your whiskey
Why do they give me cups on $8 pitcher night? I HAVE A PITCHER.
Found plan b box covered with blood. In kitchen sick. Pickle jar is empty. Wtf happened?
I suppose I should wish you a happy one year of bumping uglies
She said I'm so hungry I could eat a dick and winked at me
We've given up. My vagina is tired of constant lonely nights and disappointments. This is our retirement.
Where are you in relation to the mariatchi band?
I understand, but unless there is an intervention for me being planned, i DON NOT want to talk about my life choices
my hair smells like a mixture of fireworks and rotten eggs with a hint of shame. it's so strong it's keeping me awake.
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