we're blogging at a bar
When we talk. Remind me of these topics, photoshop, my bday, threesomes, and cherekee indians. I swear these are real topics...
New topics to add when we talk, sweden, boxing, and the band journey
he said he wished he had more hands so he could firmly hold my boobs.
rainy day on campus = new personal fetish for girls in booty shorts and colorful rain boots
Already puke and ralleyd and dressed like a bear.
I fell asleep to him stroking my ass calling it his precious.
But you have work tomorrow. And a whore to pick up. And a dinner to eat. And a vagina to slaughter. Your day is full!
I appreciate the concept of vaginal slaughtering.
Nick is about to bring home a woman who is 39, a mother, and, by all accounts, FUCKING HOMELESS. Will update as details become available.
I've woke up with the same hoodie on backwards, twice this week. I think that's a record
He wouldn't stop calling me so I sent him a text saying "I'm dead. Dead. Leave me alone." And he replied with "so can I see you then?"
Remember when you tried to talk but you could only count by 2s?
In other news, Justin Bieber has a big dick and that makes me uncomfortable.
You're right. Cause really... I'm in the back of his head. Even though what I said was better than "I have herpes"... I did once say that to him. So I'm like a reoccurring nightmare.
I'm a dude in a dress, who came to a party with Holly GoLightly, got hit on by Bambi's mom, and wants to do terrible things to Link. Halloween is weird
lets face it, we have a liquor cabinet with a designated chocolate shelf
Randomize
