She just sent me a picture of a heart. I need to stop fucking freshman...
we do all of our sexting over chat on words with friends, so my boyfriend doesn't know about it when he looks at my texts.
He wore homemade jorts on our first date. I'm not sure if I should leave now or embrace the white trash lust and marry him
God you better not be texting me after just having sex with someone from craigslist
we marched down beaver avenue with lit tiki torches humming the olympics opening song.
the boys lacrosse roster just went up... now we can see who we had sex with
I just googled if crying burns calories
I'm babysitting my fucking roommate he took out the screen and is trying to throw dishware in our fucking pool after he repelled off our balcony
I don't think my body can handle the alcohol I want to put in it anymore.
I'm sorry and I love you. One day we're going to live in a whore mansion with our babies and make boys cry.
i'm scootering my little heart out so i'm not late for a weed pickup. this is the meaning of adolescence
I'm 10 cats away from completing my post divorce transformation.
I'm prostituting myself for tickets to Disney World. There's a contradiction there.
You know the party's good when you say "Never have I ever caused an emergency landing" and someone drinks
Definitely ended up doing Coke with Chewbacca in the porta potty behind the haunted house.
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