she was left over bi-product, like the hotdog of the human race
haha you were so trashed that you deleted all of your christian music from itunes and kept saying"c-ya God, nice knowin ya"
I'm chugging Gatorade because i drank something called a trashcan and someone named Gianna diamond has my credit card number, and I think I might have ruined my life.
It's hard being an adult. And by that I mean it's hard to tell the boy you like who rejected you that you can't share a room with him at white party because you don't want to see him bang other boys.
Masturbating on the clock at work is my specialty.
You are like a vicious sex animal persistently seeking prey
Maybe you need to change your pickup move. The "hey check these out" titty flash gets you the wrong kinda man.
You flew out of the bedroom, stole two Solo cups from the beer pong table, put them on your feet, clicked your heels together three times
Checked my photo vault today... My self nudie folder is passing the 150 mark.
The weird thing is that you don't send them to anyone. You just keep them for yourself...
You called me into the kitchen so you could show me that you were peeing in the kitchen sink and then told me to leave bc you couldn't do it with me watching
You then played what you called "a smooth jazz rendition of talk dirty to me" all thrusting your crotch at the bartender. Mom looked horrified, but my dad couldn't stop laughing
Ur dad just showed me a tit pic he got omf
Don't be weirded out, but my bondage straps are made of my ex boyfriend's curtains
I'd date him. I'd date the fucking shit out of him.
Ha! Just garden hosed my vag and thought of you.
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