so i asked him why he doesn't wanna see me anymore and he said he was questioning his sexuality. cool.
my periods are so regular now that they are sync-ed with my subscriptions of vogue.
so... my grandma just told me i should be a stripper
well at least shes not calling you fat anymore
my fart just smelled so bad i acutally gagged
just because you are now my girlfriend does not mean you can text me nasty shit
You need to come back and get me. This is not a jersey shore party and he is not dressed as Pauly D and I am about one shot away from hooking up with a real fist pumping Guido.
my mom took me to a gay bar and went on and on about all her good times at clubs... i now know where i get it
the head trauma was worth the blowjob.
Just found my old bop it. So many drinking game possibilities
Guess who is playing his new drum set when his roommate gets home to teach her a lesson about binge drinking to the point of being taken to the emergency room?
Um yeah. I just puked. And found your contact.
The council and I are about to open up a bottle of malort.
UPGATe: THE COUNCIL AND I HAVE AGREED TO BAHN MALORT FROM THE HOUSEHOLD
Two words: blizzard sex
To get him to come she paid for his uber and promised that someone in the house would give him head. it worked
i am no longer ashamed when i walk into the dining hall for sunday brunch and i'm greeted with applause for suriving my weekend
I'm fucking my way through California and it's kind of fun.
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