He spelled "beautiful" wrong in his text
he confessed his love for me, threw up on my pillow and then fell asleep on said pillow. i met him last night.
better than last weekend. things are really looking up for you.
i dont think there is any level of not caring that i havent covered in the last month
Farmville is her only friend.
i would totally change schools right now just to be that new girl everyone wants
Why is there a case of Coors Light with my address on it?
I'm sexting at the thanksgiving dinner table...this is a new holiday tradition.
That big chick who gave you the handly polished off one of the walls to the ginger bread house right before she came outside. FYI
Also adulthood=replacing meals with bourbon. And not getting your hair caught in a fan.
One day. I will touch his hair. I'm curious if it'll be like a soft cloud.
It was drunk tag. I was Alice in wonderland chasing a ballerina who was chasing Lance Armstrong who had needles in his arms.
The fact that it neither of us came up with the reason of "it's morally and ethically wrong" speaks volumes about this relationship
You slept on a pillow of digiorno
I came home and my mom goes "why are you barefoot and where the hell are your shoes?" and I replied "I have French fries"
I had a threesome last night with my fiance' and our soon to be best man. Everyone is surprisingly chill about it this morning. Is this any indication of what the wedding night will be like?
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