No, I'm never going to get a job bc I don't know anything about public relations except that Chris Crocker wants everyone to leave Britney alone.
He was like an evil genius with the clitoris. I don't stand a chance.
Worst hangover of my career vs the return of the blue balls. Will keep updated
he described going down on me as being like 'entering a jungle of deliciousness and fur
oh, you know. just sitting in my bed high as fuck wearing a windbreaker and watching british tv.
he fell down during beer pong and the chick told him to rub the sand out of his pussy and suck it up. i am in love
I don't even know what beauty is right now. I wouldn't even pity fuck me today.
You straddled the banister and fell down the stairs, then proceeded to crawl back up them, I think you need to lay down
I'm happily sitting on the toilet cause I'm too tired to move. I'm considering making this my permanent residence. It has a lot to offer.
Literally just one second of unclenched butt hole away from shitting my pants.
He tried to tip me with his police badge...
and you didn't accept WHY?!
He sent me a pic stitch collage of all the tit pics I had sexted him this month. It was so sweet!
I panicked i brought burritos. Funeral burritos
The three of us were sitting silently in my dining room at 4:30 am, half drunk, eating cold spaghetti and listining to death metal. I need a fucking cigarette.
Halloween: the only night of the year wheee the more high I get, the more it compliments my makeup and outfit.
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