so im watching realhousewives of jersey with my mom. she just said they werent really rich bc they were doing their own makeup.
gettin pulled by a cop with a camera crew. gonna flee. want my 15 min of fame on cops.
but why does your life always sound like the plot of a porn?
apparently i traded the tiffany necklace my mom bought me for 2 shots and next in line for beer pong at the frat.
i just turned the eviction notice into a beer pong list
something about eating while taking a crap just doesn't seem safe to me.
He had a stripper pole in his bedroom. I didn't know whether to be impressed or creeped out.
I can't get away from Pickles they're either stuck in me, in my mouth, or I'm stuck in one. fuck my whole entire life.
last day of my family cruise we all got trashed and had an award ceremony. I got the award for hooking up with a cougar. my grandma hugged me and said im living up to the legacy. this is why my familys better than yours
I may or may not be negotiating a deal of baked goods for socks...keep you posted
Right now he's sitting in the chair pointing to me to go away. He's trying to have quiet time with his penis.
I just want to fall into a pit of xannies and eat my way out.
Bored at work. googling vodka waffles.
put something nutritious in your body. AND NOT JUST THAT JOINT.
Only I could turn my one night stands into class essays. Go me.
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