Just because i have a masturbation problem doesnt mean you can put 20 photos of Jesus in my room.
thats the sluttiest christmas spirit ever.
blah blah blah they called me an alcoholic because I threw my beer at a Jesus freak. it was for the best
I've never known a guy to fuck more random girls in the ass then Dom. His rectal kill ratio is at like 85%
He's like the Derek Jeter of Anal
You threw an open can of pop at me while I was lying on the floor babbling and drooling about how I need to be alone forever, me and my leaking face.
I'm sorry I did drugs then got really loud and bitchy at your party and judged your choice in one night stands.
The only thing I'm asking santa for is my period.
And vodka?
And vodka.
He knocked me in the face with the phone during my light show. Didn't even feel it. Ecstasy is amazing
I think my body knows it's dying and is just shutting down
The fact that the praying hands are in my top emojis defines how 2016 is going so far
I just need some of your time and all of your body.
I made a separate snapchat account so I could swap nudes with a guy from omegle.
Why do all of your bad decisions sound like fucked up mad libs?
He said it only counts if it ends up on the internet
You kept licking my face. You said you were making sure I was real.
She started crying, nearly punched a guy, started smoking multiple cigarets backwards and broke the slide on her bong. Why do I always end up babysitting the crazy ones?
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