He called me an ungrateful bitch because I lauged when he asked me "how do you me and a bed sound?"
Like I should be grateful for the 5 minutes I sit on top of him and stare at the wall.
So guy #2, the dancer, is programmed into my phone under the name H.uy. His number- 11 digits. I should have stopped drinking.
franzia sundays are my new favorite holiday
you told grandpa to call you daddy
Not rlly sure. Might just drink and sleep. Gotta wake up for my last rabies shot lol
Getting cock-blocked by Jeff Bridges. NOT OKAY.
I wish you'd make everyone's lives easier and do him already. Then we can get rid of him.
I still have way too many Frat houses to get blackout drunk at before I'm get in any type of relationship
So who was trying to make it rain last night in the bathroom? There are pieces of dollar bill everywhere
There's some band that practices next door to my apartment. I'm thinking we may need to check that out. I could be like, "Hey boys, thought you might like some lemonade and vagina."
I just laughed so hard that my back cracked so hard that I thought I was cumming. Magic
No, gay couples have the same problems straight ones do; I wish that we could go back to the days when he would shit with the door closed.
And all i could do was bury the part of me that felt guilty for cradle robbing and put on my dick swallowing bib.
I continue to impress myself. Also I'm probably pregnant
Weird. And pubic lice are now endangered so your hairy balls can rest easy
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