her eyes looked like someone had poured fruit punch in them. needless to say we had a good time.
you went around and groping mens pants to see "which was worthy" of you to go home with.
At victory brunch. Have a decent story. Im now eskimo brother with the duke mens basketball teams from 2002 to 2008 and obamas right hand man
When she e-mailed me back asking for proof, complete with hospital intake records, I just told her it was a home-birth. I'm prepared to take the fail.
I think im drinking tonight later on...which is good cuz i walked pass the liquor aisle the other day and i swear i heard a kid call me a pussy
I cannot for the life of me remember why I am holding this rabbit.
We're playing fucking games. GAMES. THIS IS BULL SHIT. IM GOING TO THROW UP ON THE BABIES AND LEAVE.
Apparently getting dressed is an all-day activity.
Just resonded to a booty call with "how much effort is required on my part?" I think I've finally reached the point of smoking too much pot
i asked him to talk to me in french while we fucked and halfway through i caught the word 'lasagna'. turns out he was making his grocery list.....i asked him to keep going.
There's something really beautiful about walk of shaming past the Capitol.
On a happier note, I can fit in my old shorts. Dope does have its perks
The laundromat is nothing like In the pornos
Just found a note on the bed that said "Dear mittens, had to leave early I'll be back soon."
WTF? Are you mittens?
I was trying to sext but got a notification that my dad and professor both commented on my Facebook photo. Bad timing.
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