how did your night go?
he asked for my myspace name.
Guys who wear capris make me want to kill endangered species.
I sent him a picture of my touching myself. He responded back "Your nails look really nice"
know what turns me on? long, stringy hair on a pasty looking girl with an overstuffed backpack and kneepads over her jeans in case she falls off her scooter
your less of a man for seeing that
stalking is really helping my grade.. I followed him to a review session tonight
In order of importance: Where am I? Where's my car? Where are my clothes? Who is this chick in the room?
Anne's couch, the bar, your car, Anne.
You were crying and singing wanted dead or alive while trying to eat cold soup, I think that pathetic is an understatement
We invented this drinking game where you pick and random video and drink for every misspelled word in the youtube comments. It did not end well.
Whatever, consider condoms an eighteen year investment.
I could probably save all of the money I would have spent on condoms and put a kid through college.
You sternly pointed at him and declared that you would ride his cock until the early dawn.
Then, you ate a turkey sub, went into his room
I feel like I should treat myself every time I find out I'm not pregnant. Is there a pie company that delivers??
I know I'm going to throw up tonight it's just a matter of when and where
I lost all interest the day she banged that guy in the Amazon parking lot. That's a special kinda whore.
For future reference: When the bouncer is approaching you to remove you from his bar, you don't respond by taking off your pants.
I have blood and BBQ sauce all over my shirt. I blame you for the blood.
Randomize
